[Wers 1: J Cole] I wake up, hop out the shower spray cologne on while im dressing They hollering about recession so my niggas out here stressing But bitch, Im live and breathing so to me that there’s a blessing See life is like a test that I ain't never got no “F” in Stepping out today, I got leave the crib Momma stressing , I pray That ain't no body gon’ pull the weapon out and spray Cuz I don’t got no strap And ever since we hit the depression niggas don't know how to act In, fact there goes some niggas there Hating, I feel the stare Me vs you shining is like a diamond and silverware Let ya’ll feel the glare I got to go now I riding through the city with the windows roll down Shorty holla, so I pulled up beside her Im fronting “Whats your name?” She told me “boy you know me don’t play no games- Now look they say you blowing up hey is it true, fired up?” I say, “ Girl they wasn’t kidding like your tubes tied up”
[Refren] I'm hollering hey, good God what a day I gotta say it feels good to get away Where ain't nobody stressing over shit they got to pay Ay tell me whats work without play All my niggas hollering hey, good God what a day Hey baby girl tell me can you get away? Where ain't nobody hollering bout the problems of the world Its just me and my favorite girl, now all around they holler
[Wers 2: J Cole] Okay so word is spreading That I done jetted to New York- I was just up there doing my thing So now some folks I used to know is hollering out “J. Cole!” I got to chuckle cuz I know they used to say Jermaine So who changed? Whats in name though, when niggas can't hang though-your shoe strings Your flow insane plus I got that flame throw, that Liu Kang Even in the winter we bring, feelings of summer Suzanne We get them hooked like T-Pain And scoop them hoes like loose change Can you blame me?- Im just a boy straight out the Ville These wangsta ass niggas getting played out for real Your acting like your trill, nigga you bet not! You talking out your ass, you feinna get your head rocked! This is where they shooting sideways Boys getting blazed Can't afford to fly so we high to get away Now come here ladies see we trynna get you loose, pour it up Take this juice, we gon mix it with this Goose, don’t throw it up
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