[Wstęp: J. Cole] Tick This is for my niggas in the fourth quarter Just watching that clock tick. Yeah
[Wers 1: J. Cole] You said, "at what point do you start seeing bread? Been out hustling for years, shoe box right under my bed I move the work out my momma’s house, got me a little old crib I always fantasize if I had went to college instead Would I be happily married instead of broke and unwed? My nigga made a major move I said I hope for the best I told my sister as I kissed her cheek I’m better off dead Fucking with this white, it’s all been downhill like a sled Now listen, I understand they say you make your own bed But tell me who supplied these sheets with this cheap ass thread In denial about the feds, he can’t see past bread Now do exactly what the man in the ski mask says, okay? These are the times, survival my only crime I gotta be on my grind, a lot of my homies gone Inside of me Lord I know, it’s a lie that we gon' be fine But momma I’m tired of crying, just lie to me one more time"
[Refren] Cause it’s crunch time Cause it’s crunch time Shit real man A nigga got bills man it’s crunch time.
Shit real man a nigga got bills
[Wers 2: J Cole] Look, scavenge these records of these days MP3’s Looking for the samples to put a nigga on MTV’s This is for nigga’s with empty dreams and empty jeans Still holding on to the word maybe Cause this 9 to 5 shit is driving you stir crazy Coming home tired just to hear it from your lady Hollering about your baby, need this and need that And all you want is peace and quiet Maybe some feedback, on these raps Cause labels ain’t hollering, and niggas ain't downloading Nobody see your vision, they walking around blindfolded All this time holding on to possibilities You step outside, you smoke a blunt and then you feel the breeze Fuck what they talking, it ain’t like life come often Only thing worse than death is a regret filled coffin So try before you die or always wonder what if? I thank the lord for this wonderful gift Looking for strength in this crunch time
[Refren] Looking for strength in the crunch time This shit real dawg a nigga got bills dawg It’s crunch time Yeah Nigga it’s crunch time This shit real dawg a nigga got bills dawg
[Zakończenie: J. Cole] I feel your pain nigga trust me For all my nigga’s out there still trying to get it Few nigga’s I know, few nigga’s I don’t know
Shout out to my nigga filthy Nervous Wreck Shout out to Marcus My nigga I forgive you for all that shit you said I understand my nigga Still love. YeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
