J. COLE

J. COLE - The Autograph

rate me

[J.Cole]

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

hey

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

hey

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Thanks to adrianna

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