J. COLE

J. COLE - Maine On Fire

rate me

Maine on fire, my empire be higher

Than the active Mariah

You niggas should worship sire

Your crew holding dead weight like a fucking horse and tires

Meanwhile I’m like the flow diversifier

Versus flier, gave you truth, at a time when niggas prefer the lying

I was david promised in a world that I’ma serve goliath

And I swim with sharks, made it to the land

And put my dick in bitches with intentions

Sick as satan’s worst desires

Ah, heluva intro, speeding through this life better

Heluva tempo, with my head out the window

20k in my pocket as I’m feeling the wind blow

And I ain’t had a wallet since Nintendo, comprendo?

Orchestrating these caters, watch my paper crescendo

I used to wanna save the world, now all I do is spend dough

Till I snap back like hoe hat, now I’m back with this big black strap

Like hold that

[Hook]

Maine on fire, top down bitch I ain’t no liar

Henny on the rocks, plenty on the watch

Middle fingers to the ones who say you can’t go higher

Maine on fire, every week you see my name on fliers

Henny by the shots, henny by the bottle

And if she say that she ain’t let me, she a maino liar

Blow, we collect 100 thous

Getting over on promoters, might as well say run it now

I was such a common child

But when your girl mama wish she brought back home instead of you

And when your mama glad you hung around

Cole, a charming nigga that can harm a nigga

Chest out in your hood, like I walking round with armor nigga

But it’s just me and all my niggas, and we fuck the baddest

Bitches on the planets, witness is just hustle at us

Finest, cause while you niggas chase vaginas

We just let the paper blind us, while vaginas chase behind us

Boy, take notes, make money, don’t make jokes

Before the master grab the rope and make us all escape

Yo, it’s real shit

If the world really bout to end

Might as well let my nigga craig out the pen

Pain so deep, the words bleed out the pen

And maino don’t sleep nigga, I wait, to come again

[Hook] x 2

Maine on fire, top down bitch I ain’t no liar

Henny on the rocks, plenty on the watch

Middle fingers to the ones who say you can’t go higher

Maine on fire, every week you see my name on fliers

Henny by the shots, henny by the bottle

And if she say that she ain’t let me, she a maino liar.

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