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"Never Told"

"Never Told"


Yeah... hey, wassup girl

[Verse 1:]
Uh, angel eyes, long hair
I see you cryin', what's wrong there
He did what? He fucked who?
We know the story, what's new?
See I could probably, rush you
Tell you that he should have loved you
Take advantage, fuck you
Tell you I'll do all the shit he wouldn't do
But the truth is, we all the same
On different teams, but it's all a game
The objective, tryna score
You got a wife, you find a whore
You fuck her fast, she find her drawers
Pull up her pants, you find the door
You drive her home, she mop you off
You bust again, and drop her off
Then repeat like an episode
Why we cheat? I'll never know
Is it cause we rap? Heavens no
Lotta niggas rap though, never blow
A heterosexual, girl you fine, from head to toe
Could it be cause my father let me know
That he cheated, and somehow I never told
I never told

"Hey, you wanna be a man?
Yeah I wanna be a man.
A man don't run tellin' mama everything he see.
I ain't gonna tell.
Alright then man. You're a man now.
Okay."

[Verse 2:]
OK, that's what it is, I see the game
The hoes come, the seasons change
The hoes go, we rearrange
Fuck up her life, she'll never be the same
The old G's that beat the game
Forever young, Peter Pan
35, still playin', child support, still payin'
Jugglin', bill payin'
Been runnin' round, field dayin'
Wine and dine, meal payin'
With hopes that she'll land
The bed and, get wet then, give head then
You bet man, the same girl who said we just met man
Game colder than the fuckin' dead man
One night stands, no best man
No bridesmaids, or reverends
Cause Wolverine's depressin', don't wanna be your ex man
Cause cupid aims and throw the darts
There go the sparks and broken hearts
Who wanna build Noah's Ark
Just to have that shit torn apart

"You know what? I need to talk to you.
About what?
I don't think this is, working out for us.
Why?
I mean, I need some space. I mean no, I just wanna find myself, that's all.
What the fuck?!"
 
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"Neverland"

"Neverland"


[Chorus]
Is the whole world gunning for me, or is it just all in my mind?
If you want it, come and see me
I ain't got nothing but time
One day you’re gonna set me free
But first you gotta let me shine
Niggas ain't high as I be
See, look momma I’m flyin’

To Neverland, Neverland, Neverland
I’ll probably never land
Neverland, Neverland, noo, I’ll never never land

[Verse 1]
Check my fortune cookie, its that Cole World
Could that mean it’s meant to be?
So much drive a nigga coulda been a chauffeur
This life is fucking with me mentally
Fake niggas try to act like they a friend to me
I treat you lames how I see you lames, enemies
My good girl say they wanna know the inner me
My bad girl sayin’ fuck all that, enter me
Double shots, hennessy bring out bad tendencies
Try to cut something, need a volunteer, Tennessee
Anything to take my mind off
I logged on and made them muthafuckas sign off
I got the on my dick they’ll never climb off
I switch watches yet I never took time off (time off)
I don’t know whats worse, fake friends or fake fans
Both kissing ass for the chance to shake hands and damn

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I’m sorting through this, organised confusion to get my thoughts together
This shit is sounding like a movie you can watch forever
I gotta make it to the top, it’s either now or never
These other niggas can’t adapt because they not as clever
The shit they talk is more expensive but I doubt its better
She let that nigga make it rain but guess who got it wetter
Cold World, snow flurries in the hottest weather
And, so sick they can’t fix this with medi-cine
We at yo door and she gotta let us in
It’s what you want, I whet your appetite
Cole hit the scene now I’m what everyone rapping like
Shame you feel you have to bite
Still ain't nobody snapping right
Pedal to the metal as I’m speeding through the traffic lights
Bitch I gotta catch a flight, come on already
Still fight like I’m the underdog, I’m on already
Got a few niggas we bout to prove wrong, ya’ll already already

[Chorus]
 
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"New York Times"
(feat. 50 Cent & Bas)

"New York Times"
(feat. 50 Cent & Bas)



[Verse 1: J. Cole]
New York Times
Come listen to these New York rhymes
A southern nigga with a New York mind
In the concrete jungle of Queens trying to be kings
Getting to the money of sins by any means
As I watch it all, pain out, trying not to stand out
Fish out of water, unofficial reporter
Appear, life is a bitch I blow a kiss at her daughter
In a city with niggas will leave you shit outta order
So yeah, you heard the news, disturbing news
Shot a brother in the head, thank the lord he ain't dead
Was in a coma for months, eyes ain't opened not once
My nigga visibally stressed in a mess he's smoking a blunt
What could I say, I can't relate to that
All I do is pray for that
This is city God told me, go and make it at
I got a date with destiny, I'm running late for that
Grab a paper, hey kid, you gotta pay for that

[Hook: 50 Cent & J. Cole]
The New York Times
The New York Times
(Extra, extra, read all about it)
They say you can win anywhere
If you can win there
And you ain't been nowhere if you ain't been there
Hustle hard yeah this really ain't a game man
Same places, different faces on the train, man
New York, New York

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Hop on the F train, took the express train
Skip that local shit, my vocal sick
That's how success came
Once kings, now we pawns in this chess game
Wall Street got black slave blood stains
Which means, we built this city
And never got scraps while the devil got fat
In fact, reparation for niggas in desperation
Fuck money, get my kid a real education
Blood money spills, had a real revelation
Southside make you realize there's still segregation
Don't wanna preach, I'm just thinking out loud
Sometimes I wanna save the world and I be thinking 'bout how
My motive: to lead my niggas to paradise
Imagine the world, free from pain
And we no longer scared of night
Far from the crime, the blind leading the blind
We gon' make it primetime till we dyin'

[Hook: 50 Cent & J. Cole]
The New York Times
The New York Times
(Extra, extra, read all about it)
They say you can win anywhere if you can win there
And you ain't been nowhere if you ain't been there
Hustle hard yeah this really ain't a game man
Same places, different faces on the train, man
New York, New York

[Verse 3: Bas]
How I go from selling reefa and plates
To eating steaks with Cole and playing FIFA with Drake
Should've been in the States, property of the Jakes
Now I'm plotting on profits and properties on the lake
Let me properly immigrate you to it
Show you how the heads of states and gangsters do it
Them niggas talk a lot of shit but they ain't been through it
I done been up in everything, cars you never seen
Cities you never heard of, from the streets where they murder
Police observe us till they reach the verdict
Kill 'em all, fucking kill 'em all
If you can't send 'em to the pen, send 'em to the morgue
Send 'em to the Lord, fuck it, send his broad
Hundred shots through the dark but they never hit my heart, nigga
Bitch nigga, take a pause
Hundred shots through the dark you can never hit my heart

[Hook: 50 Cent & J. Cole]
The New York Times
The New York Times
(Extra, extra, read all about it)
They say you can win anywhere if you can win there
And you ain't been nowhere if you ain't been there
Hustle hard yeah this really ain't a game man
Same places, different faces on the train, man
New York, New York
 
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"Niggaz Know"

"Niggaz Know"


These niggas know

[Verse 1:]
Armed and dangerous, call the law
Stick to the script, no audible
Country ass nigga with an Audemars
Can't spell the shit but I order more
French hoes treat me like Charles De Gaulle
Get good head on the Autobahn
Hit hood hoes out in Baltimore
Pack the shows like wall to wall, my God
Five steps like Dru Hill
Came home from the first tour, with
Bad credit and a school bill
Middle finger to the bursar
Finally famous but
Ain't too much really change with us
Straight up weed, no angel dust
Label us notorious, that was 9-7
Saw my old teacher and she asked how I'm livin'
You ain't know my shit drop bitch? 9-11
Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John Legend
Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John Legend
Nigga you should too, if you knew
What this game would do to you
Look at all the bullshit I've been through
Better me than you

[Bridge:]
I must confess, I copped the chains
I hit the club, I made it rain
I hit the road, I made a name
I came on home, I ain't the same
I ain't the same
I ain't the same

[Hook:]
Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know
Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know

[Verse 2:]
These niggas know, boo-ya nigga?
Came through the door like who y'all niggas?
Stole a nigga flow, I could sue y'all niggas
Better yet put a hot one through y'all niggas
Nah, let me stop frontin' for y'all niggas but
Don't let the college shit fool y'all niggas
Ain't the hardest nigga in the land
But a grown ass man, and I will step to y'all niggas
Like what's the problem?
Ain't gettin' paper, nigga here's a loan
My shit long, need a hair salon
Get it cut, shut the fuck up
And wipe your face with my money 'til your tears is gone
No cryin' ass, lyin' ass
Can't afford a whip, but you buyin' ass
This Fresh Prince nigga, I ain't Jazz
Fucked yo bitch, nigga I ain't ask
She pitched it to me like Sosa (Oh God)
What the fuck was I s'posed do?
Deny that, rather try that, but I never fly that,
Keep hoes bi-coastal
And they buy postals, ain't shit for free
Dick the only thing that they get from me
Sit VIP, get a sip for free
Later on she'll be sippin' me, literally
Picture me at the tip-top
With your bitch lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop
This B.I.G. nigga, this Pac
Minus six shots, but it's still this hot
Thirty grand and that's just for the wristwatch
Hate to brag but backpackin', that's hip hop
Write my life and make sure that the script hot
And pray the kids watch, if not
These niggas know
If not, these niggas know

[Bridge: x2]
I must confess, I copped the chains
I hit the club, I made it rain
I hit the road, I made a name
I came on home, I ain't the same
I ain't the same
I ain't the same

[Hook:]
Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know
Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know
 
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"No Role Modelz"

"No Role Modelz"


First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'm a be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fufill, Listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga

[Pre-Hook:]
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoe
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows

[Hook:]
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved

No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?"
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'm a stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'm a need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

There's an old saying in Tennessee - I know it's in Texas - probably in Tennessee that says fool me once, shame on - shame on you.
If you fool me we can't get fooled again

Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
[x2]

My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)

[Hook x2]
 
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"Nobody's Perfect"
(feat. Missy Elliott)

"Nobody's Perfect"
(feat. Missy Elliott)



[Verse 1: J. Cole]
This is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
Your son out in Barbados, cheese eggs and potatoes
Smokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like Plato
Analyzin' the world, fantasizin' about girls
I'm handin' diamonds and pearls and vandalizin' her curls
Sweating her weave out, moans as she breathes out
Fuck I'm doin' in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute
I step over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I used to be stressed over Dawana
Now a nigga only textin' distress over Rihannas
I'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue about the same thing
Tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing?

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, ey
But you're perfect for me
Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey,
But you're perfect for me

We rollin', we ridin'
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Oh yeah, to my college girl, take the weekend off and come home soon
I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin' all in your dorm room
But that thing tight like Fort Knox
So I call you when the tour stops
But baby with your roommates, did you make sure the door's locked?
She love it when we get together
Smoke a little weed but the shit together
Now that I'm on, I can pick and choose
Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose
Yeah, I heard stories about different dudes
Her man on campus but it's fine by me
She say she only fucked like 4-5 niggas,
So you know you gotta multiply by 3

[Hook: Missy Elliott]
Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, ey
But you're perfect for me
Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey,
But you're perfect for me

We rollin', we ridin'
He like to go inside and
I love to go all night and
We rock the boat, Poseidon
I love to call your name, name, name
Baby I love to call your name, name, name
 
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"Note To Self"

"Note To Self"


[Hook:]
And wherever we go
And whatever we do
And whatever we see
And whoever we be
It don't matter
It don't matter
I don't mind cause you don't matter
I don't mind cause I don't matter
(And don't shit matter)
You'll see in the end

I've got a feeling that there's somethin' more
Something that holds us together
Something that holds us together
The strangest feeling but I can't be sure
Something that's old is forever
Something that's old is forever
Love
Love
Love
Love

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Yeah nigga, Forest Hills Drive. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it. We made it, baby! As we speak the last sample just cleared. Thank you to whoever in Japan, just cleared that shit. Turn my vocal up and turn the headphones down a little bit. I gotta do my thank you's man. I didn't have enough time to turn my thank you's for the artwork, so fuck it. I'm a do it right now

This is the credits. This is role credits nigga, if you don't wanna sit through the credits get your ass up and walk out the movie theatre. First and foremost my entire Dreamville team, thank you man. Before that I'm buggin, thank you God! Oh my God. Everything happened too perfectly and in line, this whole thing

Thank you God. Thank my Dreamville family. Mez who fuckin' sleep right now, that nigga ain't even recording this thing right now. Nigga's been working' hard man, Mez I'm proud as fuck of you man, for real you killed this shit. Ib what up. El Presidente what up! We killed this shit nigga, we killed this shit nigga! I don't give a fuck if we sell 3 copies nigga, we killed this shit nigga!

My nigga Adam, I'm proud of y'all man, for real. Ron Gilmore, my nigga. Yes, Camille, yes that's my sister. Casey, that's like a father figure right there, Casey. My brother Ced, wow, we done came a long way from the Ville, my nigga Gray Street. My nigga Felton, you killed it, you killed that Friday Night Lights shit nigga and you killed this one too man. I shoulda been coming to you man. You only do the classics though, that's what it is, for real. My nigga Mike Shaw shiggity, you already know where he at right now posted up somewhere in D.R. My nigga RJ Trump Trump gettin' that motherfuckin' bread, you know what it is man. My nigga Diz, I see you, I see your vision, I believe in you. I love y'all niggas. Big D, thank you man for real. (Teddy what up) (Shotgun) We believe in y'all, (Proof!) you and the fiends, my nigga Bassy Badass, Bas, Bas, Bas, I can't believe it nigga! (Marquis Jones) You changed your life, man, keep goin'. Keep goin', the sky is the limit. Fuck that, man, Super Mooking Fiends. It's Super Mooking Fiends nigga!

My nigga Depp, you know what I mean? Razzle Dazzle, Elite, Elite, Elite, Elite what up! What up man, my nigga Reagan put in them hours! My nigga Omen, man, Elephant Eyes, that shit is a confirmed classic, man. Dreamville, we only did confirmed classics so far, that's all we doin'. Yo Elijah! Aye if we go diamond, nigga you got the triple crown, man. First 50, then Usher, nigga you fuckin' out of here. But we might go wood though. Nervous Wreck, man, congratulations to you, brother, I love you. (At least go silver) Filthy, I love you too, man. I know you feel a way about me right now but I love you. Yo shout to the young niggas, man. Forreal, we blessed to have y'all on board, man, we feel so grateful

Cozz, that Cozz and Effect is a mothafuckin' classic, nigga. I be ridin' my bike through Manhattan listenin' to that shit, man. I've been livin' with that shit for like the past 4 days, I finally got a chance to slow down. That shit is a classic, my nigga. Congratulations to you. We don't give a fuck what it sold, I don't even know what that shit sold to tell you the truth, man. And I'm proud of you, man. I'm proud of you and your homeboys. Y'all it's really gon' be great to watch y'all grow. I'm appreciatin' watchin' y'all grow more than we did! I get to relive it all again and actually appreciate it this time. Shout out to the whole committee, man. Tone, Meez, what up. My nigga Money Makin Matt, what up man? Treat them boys right, man

Everybody that was involved in makin' this album, my nigga Jack who's at the board right now, what's up man!? Yo you made the album, man! We gon' live forever, man! You gotta loop the beat up right now though cause it can't... okay Raff, Rugged Raff, Perfect Sound Studios, LA we couldn't have did it without you. My nigga Dave Linaburg, Nate Jones, Yolanda, TS, Kaye Fox came through and killed it. My nigga Quick with the clean versions, Vinylz killed that beat! My nigga Phonix, oh that beat is hard! Dahi brought that beat, who does that? Pop & Oak, my nigga Pop, thank you man, and Willie B, I never met you, but you did the beat.! llmind you killed the beat, Social Experiment, my nigga Jeff on the guitar, you know what I mean? Nuno did the mothafuckin' strings, I appreciate that shit, man! We gon' pay you. Hey, the horn players that came through, I don't know y'all names but y'all killed that shit, man, we was lovin' that shit! Shout out to all the girls on the mothafuckin' strings. We appreciate it. Guess that shit a little wild, I ain't gon' lie. Uh, maybe that was my fault, I set y'all up with Wreck-It-Raph. But it's all good, we still killed it though. And all the mothafuckin' samples that cleared, thank you, y'all be tryin' to give a nigga a hard time on the samples, man! I'm a go to the fuckin' Supreme Court and try to make this shit easier for niggas like me to clear these samples, man. If you made the fuckin' music, and you made the art, and you put it into the world, I should be able to use it however the fuck I want. I'm a pay you, I'm a give you a percentage, but you shouldn't be able to tell me I can't use it. Ya, that's fuckin'... that's fucked up nigga. You was inspired by the world allow the world to be inspired by your shit, and to use your shit. So all them people like [*censored*] or whoever that don't let niggas use they shit, fuck that man. It's 2014, 2015 by the time you might hear this shit. Fuck that man we movin' on

Man, shout out Drizzy Drake, Kendrick Lamar, Wale, I'm so happy to be peers with y'all niggas and consider y'all niggas friends. And I'm sorry I had to come snatch the crown right quick. I had to do it to show niggas it ain't no more motherfuckin' crowns man. We gotta be the example, we gotta show these niggas man, it's love at the top. Can't you believe, it's crazy to believe we sitting right here in these mother fuckin' seats right now. 15 years ago we was lookin' at these niggas like "man we gotta be these niggas! ". Now we those niggas, but it's our responsibility to show these niggas man it's love up here. Niggas want beef, niggas want drama, fuck that we comin' together

Shout out to everybody in Ferguson right now still ridin', still ridin'. Everybody else asleep, y'all still ridin'. And it's bigger than Ferguson, man that shit is fuckin' nationwide man. We gotta come together, look at each other, love each other. We share a common story nigga that's pain, struggle. And guess what man, we can come together, and that's one things that's gon' do it, that's love. I'm just telling y'all, that's a Public Service Announcement

Back to this shit, yo. ByStorm, I love y'all niggas man, no matter what. Wayne, Just, MK thank you man you came on board and killed it. Natalya, what's up! My nigga Julius Garcia, I already shouted you out but I shouted out your alias and I just put your whole government on record and this gon' live forever. Tisha, Tisha, you know I love you Tisha!

Future the Prince, thank you for those conversations man I needed that.Roc Nation daamnn, we feel like a family now man, forreal. It was always family but it's so ill to see us come together on this album, thank y'all very much man. Thank y'all for believing, I know this is a scary idea, I don't know if it's gonna work or not, as I speak, I don't gave a fuck! Fuck man, I'm just happy we did this shit. Shout out to Nelly, Ted, Christina, Chaka I love you, Jeff what up, Jay-Z, Hov, holla! Jay Brown what up! Rich Kleiman, Ty-Ty, my nigga Emory, you know what it is

Shout out to Interscope. Yeah, Joey I.E, 'preciate you, Janet, Gary, Steve Berman, yeah. Columbia, we love y'all man, damn. I'm runnin out of breath and shit. I'm sad this is my last album with Columbia, it's not my fault it's all contractual, but I love the fuck out of y'all, we made relationships there that ain't never going away (Lisa Wiggins!). Ain't never know what the future holds man. We hope we can do business some day. April, thank you very much my baby, Ayelet, you are a legend, we fuckin' love you

CJ same to you man, y'all been killin' this shit for years, thank you man, thank you. Rob Stringer, thank you sir, Joe [?], yes sir. The whole sales team, production, marketing team. My man B Nolan who drove us around in a fuckin' van and a SUV and showed us all about the radio game, man. And we ain't had no hits, all we had was fuckin' "Who Dat." Tryin' figure this shit out man and I figured it out. B Nolan I finally figured it out. I know you like "damn this nigga talking to me", I'm talking to you man. Cause you used to hear us stressin' over this shit, and I finally figured it out man. Don't none of that shit matter yo. I came all this way, all the way from Fayetteville, North Carolina. Went to New York City got this motherfuckin' record deal. Put out some classics, put out some singles. Had my ups, had my downs. Came all this way just to learn one thing man, and only one fuckin' thing matters and that's your happiness. And the only way you gon' get to that happiness is through love, real, geniuine, motherfuckin' love man. Not the fake shit, not the Hollywood shit, not the niggas giving you props so you think you the shit. Not motherfuckers knowing you so you think you famous. Not niggas seeing your whip and they want your whip so you feel good cause they want your whip. Or they want your bitch, so you feel better, fuck that, real love. Where your crib is at nigga where your heart is at, where your home is at, where your mom is at, where your girl is at

Mimi what up! I'm fuckin' up my words, I don't care. How am I not gon' shout out Mimi man, fuck that shit keep the tape rollin'. We still goin'. Wassup man! Forest Hills Drive we gon' do this shit, if you ain't listening to this shit, I don't give a fuck, nigga it's the fuckin' credits. Don't nobody stay for the movie credits anyway man

My Mama OOOOOOOOOOOH, I love you! I'm so grateful, blessed to have you. Still in my life, a lot of people ain't got their mothers in they life still and I recognise that I'm blessed. Mama I love you. Zach I love you. My pops I love you. James Cole I love you, Jackie I love ya. My whole family I love ya. I'm so grateful man, thank y'all. It all came full circle and I had to put this shit out in 2014. We barely made, yo Ib we barely made it nigga. We barely fuckin' made it but we fuckin' made it man. Fuck y'all, but I love y'all at the same time man

Man look, y'all really wanna know who did it? I'm a tell y'all who did this shit man. Man, Dale Earnhardt jr dawg. I'm never gon' forget, this is gonna sound crazy but I'm never gonna forget that shit you told me yo. Forreal Dale Earnhardt jr man, thank you dawg. From the bottom of my heart. That shit you said to me changed my life man. And I ain't never gon' forget, ever forreal. For real Dale, form me to you, you my nigga man, forreal. I love you boy. And Jonah! Oh Jonah Hill! How could I forget Jonah Hill! Yo, that shit you told me when we was in the elevator, nigga that shit changed my... I'm just fuckin' playin', I don't know either one of those two dudes. I don't know either one of them niggas, I was in the moment. I just lied, I don't give a fuck

2014 Forest Hills Drive. Cole World man. Thank y'all for listening. If you made it this far then I really fuck with you. Until the next time, I don't know when that's gonna be but, One love baby!

Love
Love
Love
Love
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Nothing Lasts Forever"

"Nothing Lasts Forever"


[Hook]
I tried, you tried, we tried
All of the times that we had together
We should've known nothing lasts forever
[repeat]

[Verse 1]
When this shit end, man it's gon' get ugly
Real real ugly, your grandmama love me
And your mama love me, little sister hugs me
Even got a few homegirls that wanna fuck me
Soon as this shit end, forget about it
You been stayin' in my crib, you gotta get about it
Cause if you layin' in my bed, let's admit about it
One time fuckin' and we no longer upset about it
Cause when this shit ends it's either all or nothin'
I thought you loved me, how the hell you gon' call yo cousin?
You know the diesel ass, half slow, evil ass
Nigga in that Honda showin' up with that drama
On my mama, we been through it all
From the goods to the bads, rise to the fall
You done seen me at my best, seen me at my worst
So when this shit ends, know it's gon' hurt

[Hook]
(You can't say we didn't try, you can't say we didn't try)
I tried, you tried, we tried
All of the times that we had together
We should've known nothing lasts forever
[repeat]

[Verse 2]
They say we won't last
I know you suspicious, but you don't ask
And I don't tell, that's where we both fell
A good nigga gone bad
Good chick a lil mad as fuck, she done had enough
I be, out here tryna raise my status up
But success bring bitches, and they bad as fuck
Ass fat as fuck, with a little ol' waist
I ain't want the whole meal, just a little ol' taste
Should have looked both ways 'fore I crossed you
I guess I never thought I could have ever have lost you
Now I'm out stuntin' with this bitch, you ain't about nothin'
While some nigga learnin' all the shit I taught you
Damn, guess you deserve that, a new start
But deep down you know we grew apart
Long before I broke your heart, if I lost your respect
I'm just hopin' you don't look at me as somethin' you regret

[Hook]
(You can't say we didn't try, you can't say we didn't try)
I tried, you tried, we tried
All of the times that we had together
We should've known nothing lasts forever
[repeat]

[Verse 3]
I got your message I been meanin' to respond, know it's been awhile
Apologies, I ain't been around
I wanna kick it, but I know that shit is different now
And times have changed
Let me know if I'm out of bounds, are the lines the same?
I mean ya, lookin' good, yeah you still got it
Been reminiscin' and I'm not sure how I feel about it
Now we can say that all good things come to an end
But we know each other way too well to pretend
We went from friends to somethin' much more
To breakin' up to makin' up and fuckin' once more
Second chances, we gave enough to finally
We gave it up, but some days I be wakin' up and wantin' one more
But what for? Maybe it's just the weather
We break each others hearts, so maybe it's for the better
Holler whenever, cause you always got a friend in me
And nothin' lasts forever, least we got these memories

[Hook]
(You can't say we didn't try, you can't say we didn't try)
I tried, you tried, we tried
All of the times that we had together
We should've known nothing lasts forever
[repeat]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Nothing Like It"

"Nothing Like It"



Yeah, Pistol Pete flow, smoke like a swisha sweet blow
Cole world, get ya Pea Coat
Rappers got no point, niggas miss the free throws so
Ain't no mystery why there picking me for
I've been hot since '97, I ain't Mr Cee though
I am Mr NC boy, with the pen destroy any emcee boy
I'm skinny, didn't eat so I'm hungry like a hostage
Finally seeing money so it's funny how they eyes lit
Surprise it's, that nigga that you should have been on
I handed you niggas my demo, dawg I couldn't get on
One time for my city bitch I'm putting it on
Like a condom when I'm with your girl, ballin' like it's intramural
Back in school, hoopin' to impress the girls
We was young and disconnected from the rest of World
I reminsce on Andrea, eh, God bless ya girl
She used to let me sit in class and caress her curves
Help a nigga get through puberty, the lessons learned
From her, wasn't nothing like it
We passed notes, she read minds like a fucking psychic and write back
I was the class clown, I told jokes and hope she liked that
Rode the bus home and wonder how it be to pipe that
If I was just a little faster I know I could have smashed her
But was just a virgin, couldn't make it past flirting
Now I'm taking baths with there naked ass jerkin
Make It Last forever playing in the background
You can that as whatever I was laying that down
She gon hat emy ass forever, I ain't gon bring her back round
But hold up, what you expect it, how you feeling all neglected?
Sending all them texted spillin on your dresses
We knew just what this was before I was feeling on your breast'es
I never disrespected, I'm clever nigga check it
I tried to warn these women, guess they never get the message
This is Cole, ain't nothing like it
So girls don't wanna fuck him, now they wanna fuckin' like him
And hope you fuckin' wife him

Yeah, nuttin' like him
Yeah, ooh, yeah, oh

Ain't no other, ain't no other niggas
A-ain't no, ain't no other niggas fucking with me
Rappers throwin' jabs but it feel like nothing hit me
Fake niggas, snake niggas I think something bit me
Scratch that, can't impersonate perfection man
But I can school you, this here is the lesson plan
Now uh uh, apparently some of y'all comparing me
Either you blind as hell or either you just don't care to see
Don't make me pull the trigger I think you niggas is daring me
Go fuck around and get your favourite rapper embarrassed, see
I'm the supplier of that fire and the kerosene
Don't wanna make a scene, those ain't no shots fired
Just know the shit that I'm dropping, take you a lot higher
These niggas bitches on the low, they Mrs Doubtfire
How can you doubt fire, man if you brave enough then come put it out Sire
The South by your side, this the mouth for your eyes
You niggas spit it with no one to vouch for your lies
I spit it how you see it, but ain't had the words to say it
I spit it how you think it but ain't had the balls to speak it
I put it out, sit around and let the world critique it
Until the fans up on it early like a nigga leaked it
Just know you fucking with the best, this be our little secret
Until the world find out and then y'all gotta share me
Til then just know there's nothing like him and there's nothing near me
Yeah you fucking hear me
Yeah, yeh
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
30.267
"Pass Me By"
(feat. B.o.B)

"Pass Me By"
(feat. B.o.B)



[Verse 1]
Yea, yea, yea,
Dear Mrs. Bill Collector
I know ya just doing your job, don’t mean to disrespect ya
But we’ve been going through this thang since way back
I told ya when I get the dough I would pay back
But I got problems babayy...yea, if you only knew
I got bigger problems babbayyy
So why ya talkin about the money that I owe, like as if I didn’t know man,
it don’t mean nothing to me
Cause right now I got my lil boy crying, and my grandmother dying,
could you please stop fuckin with me?
Listen here, I aint lookin for no tears, but my brother got a year,
and my momma keep smoking that shit
On top of that, I’m broke, please put that in your notes
for the next one to call me up talking that shit

[B.o.B]
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

[Verse 2]
Hey, Dear Mr. Policeman
Hey am I wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man?
I coulda swore I was driving pretty peaceful
So why the hell is you pullin over me fo’?
Is it this black Mercedez? (Oh now I get it, I get it, I get it)
Or cause I’m black? Hmmm, maybe
Hey, tell me why my hands start sweatin’ and I hold my breath everytime that you get behind me
I turn my music down, so you won’t hear a sound, man I’m nervous like I got a couple pounds on me
You pulled me over, you frown on me
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Thug niggas, drug dealers, its a trip, every nigga in this whip got a mothafuckin college degree

[B.o.B]
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by

[Verse 3]
Yea, my middle finger to the law, bustin off, tryna touch the sky
My teacher said, “Impossible”, but I’mma fuckin try
Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules
There’s niggas dying everyday, but we don’t make the news
Instead they talkin bout some thunderstorm, cyclones
Timmy got his bike stole, top story, Tiger Woods “be fuckin all these white hoes”
Anchorman stop snitchin
Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches, hey my goodness
How ironic, on trial for possession of some chronic
My lawyer came to court, man he was higher than the comet
Hey your honor, is you kidding? How you sit above me?
Are you perfect mothafucker, how you finna judge me?
When you home you don't cuss, drink and puff like us
These cops is bad boys, baby just like Puff
They hate they jobs and they days be fucked up like us
At the end of the day, you niggas just like us

[B.o.B]
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
 
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