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[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, is where the fathers aint living
at not with us
might see em the city and won't even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, even smile in mirrors
and we to f-ck hoes off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big hustle
to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on kilo's
them people,
mad at myself cause I seen some things that I'd rather not tell
shawty crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the went too
see that yellow and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and though i met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, they try and get ya
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, the ropes lke a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
your face on the front of our saying we miss ya
(we ya)

Come me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you only do best for me
but is it cool if we my destiny
they tellin' me it's temporary
why its feelling like a cemetary
my aint got no obituaries
my city and none of us were equiped here
you me say I was ballin'
i probably tears
I'm to get clear
I'm quit fear
who the scripts here
kids live there whole life just killing time
running the race with no line
tryna noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna
I think my foolish pride become my suicide
but I aint tryna go, no
and through lines and quotes you gotta find some hope
cause I aint
my gon' last forever,
you can hold the
inside you can see a diamond in my mind
Im tired of dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a smoke
I Im in the (?) I see lo green
sons raised by bo queens but there's no
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Cole
Come me,
Run see, what do we have here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Cole 3]
It seems n-ggas either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I the sky and hope to God aint acting unfamiliar
you play whatever he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm asking God ya
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a n-gga from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to sane so I came out-side
where they rock with them out
to clear my mind at the same time they blew that brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the spill its a shame
will it slow up
alot of getting older but they never grow up
and do they son's like they fathers did and show up
don't cry about it, just another episode of life
watch the season n-gga no
the devil buying soul's n-gga no
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the know the ropes like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
your on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, song, a mother prays
gone
but still we play like aint wrong
like nothing wrong
cause nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but before I
I gotta
I gotta
I ball
I gotta ball