J. COLE - The Autograph

rate me


They say anythings possible,

you gotta dream like you never seen obstacles

chasing obscene profits so we ain’t stopping for the red lights

look in my rear view all I see is n-ggas headlights

catch me if you can hoe

they try and sack me and I scramble

look up in the sky you’ll see exactly where I am bo

hey, don’t you see me man?

making my wishes come true with no genie man

I got the keys to my beamer with no Beanie Man

I’m on these rich n-ggas ass no bikini man

I bring the real to the day the Lord free me man

never imagined that the kids would wanna be me man

eh, could it be that I give the hopeless broke kids, hope

caught me walking through the mall, looking like he seen a ghost

silly head to approach, whats up young blood

aint it strange, a year ago today I was counting change

yeah hopping trains up in New York city

though I gotta thank God cause if you weren't with me

than I surely woulda died

you can throw the fork in me

this my New Years resolution, dawg

no more Pork in me

uh, I aint no Muslim though

Kuran butler I’m a wizard if he doesnt know

its young Simba, I’m ballin’ til the buzzard blow

you try and kick the shit I kick you gon stub your toe

boy thats just how tough I go

see this is my life work

this shit you callin' classic, I be like that mic work

want you to feel something new, thats how a dike work

and ask me bout pressure, they wanna see my pipe burst

not tonight n-gga

not tonight n-gga

yeah, hey

hey, man, hey

Man, I rap so vicious but I talk so politely

never met a baby momma, momma who don’t like me

met a couple baby fathers though they wanna fight me

I hit her 'til she snooze, like the news n-gga nightly

send her back to you when she no longer excites me

no she bitter with this n-gga

cause he aint quite me

one things for certain baby, you are a wifey

two things for f-cking sure

I am not the husband though

so run back to him while you still can

he sticking with his wife and kid, yeah thats a real man

I was ashamed all along and I still am

we let the lust interrupt something real, damn

girl we grown so you gotta play your own position

I wouldn’t say that you a hoe, just made a hoe decision

eh, you can blame it on the liquor like a prohibitions

we both know thats what you wanted girl

I know you listening


girl I know you listening

uh I know you listening

hey, yeah

Shout out to the bootleggers who supply my shit

the fans online trying to find my shit

and to then-ggas listening but wont buy my sh-t

and catch me in the street wanna ride my d-ck

y’all n-ggas is the worst, see me like

“J. Cole homie, can you sign my burnt CD”

n-gga please, an album ten dollars

you act like it’s ten g’s

this food for thought cost the same as 2 numbers three’s

so at ease with that broke shit

we all tryna get a dollar boy, no sh-t

you know I feel ya pain, thats why I slang this hope sh-t

and give you lines that you rewind and think oh sh-t

these rappers talk a lot of money, cars and hoes sh-t

I give you that and a whole lot more sh-t

than got richer and still rapping like I’m poor sh-t

you n-ggas thinnk you know sh-t, n-gga you don’t know sh-t

hoe bitch!!!

Yeah, Cole Bitch!!!

J Cole n-gga


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Thanks to adrianna

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