J. COLE

J. COLE - Unabomber

rate me

Yea,

Fresh off the mother fuckin-

Broadcast, and I'm here! -fuego

Nigga, yea, hey

Uh, it's happening fast

Yea, uh

I told niggas on the low, they ain't hear it though

Boy that man in the mirror, is a miracle

Ay wipe your face, momma told you no more tears will flow

We eating better than we was a few years ago

Send you western union on my payday

A week later it's mayday

So you return the favor

We stay afloat like some sailors

Bill collectors blowing us up

They could'ntfade us

Bitch I made strait As go ahead and try to degrade us

Haters-

But this ones funny

Man one year later I was on them phones collecting money

A lesson from me-everybody got a story dog

Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you do

I'm trynna run the whole game like a morning jog

With hits like a porno blog

Not hoping out the shower to make 10 dollars an hour

Ain't judging, No

To each is own

You pay your bills to raise your kids inside a decent home

More power to you

But a message to you

Fuck niggas!

I hope your kids grow up and never want to fuck with you

This punk nigga knock up two hoes at the same time

And told us nigga, they were lying, dog they ain't mines

That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new

Same old, fuck it though

What's up with you?

If you make it this far listening without skipping

Then I got to show love

Don't worry I'm just venting

The late night thoughts of a nigga on a mission

And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position

Tuck that ass in and then I went and grab pen-

And then you have it

Word flowing like magic

It's truly accurate

You niggas posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant

Nobody touching me it's like I got the cooties rapping

Remember when we called niggas African booty scratchers?

Yea that was random but man so is life

You grab your needles grab your thread and hope you sew it right

I find myself fiening for a spot to go at night

Where the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite

The fast lane make me reminisce on slowing life

The Unabomber blowing up over night

Boom!

Ay yo it's happening fast

I said it's happening fast

All the drama that I had to get past

Will it last

Or will it past? -Just as quick as it came

Hoes knowing my name

Dog fucking with fame

I pray to God it won't change

But even if it don't most niggas look at you strange

But I guess I can't complain

Ay man it's happening fast

I said it's happening fast

I said it's happening fast

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