[J. - Verse 1] Momma I killed a man My body still trembling can you my hand Don't shed no tears, it won't be before they find out it was me momma This may be the last time you see me ma spend it cryin' You did best, me I was blessed, know you were stressed tryin' To keep me out the streets, me police not to make a peek to wake you up out your sleep A and high fool a class, fluncking high school I know you me better, somehow I never learned Said I was playing fire, somehoe I never burned You tried to set me straight, somehow I never You tried to show me right but somehow I never in a cloud of marijuana, are you sane dummy Dry your face mommy, your not to for me See I'm a man, I gotta take came for me At times I 'bout my father Would it change for me if he was Would I be running round with the lowlife's Bum ass no jobs, no life them n-ggas killed for no price I watched his life before his eyes like a strobe light I pulled the trigger Tryna be hard, I mean to kill the n-gga momma But what's is done I'm on the run, I live my life like a now it's way too realer Who woulda thought your boy woulda grew up to be a killer
Yeh, now I'm a Guess I'm a They got me in with the killers Yeah I mean the
[J. Cole - 2] I wonder in store for me Lately been stressing, for blessings, hope that there's more for me Than a simple life N-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing life Gave up the jump Work on the john Who woulda I used to block this n-ggas lay ups Now he's in a cell up I wish you well, up insomniacs This life can make a n-gga like a laundry mat I sip this cognac though to ease my brain from all pain and so that I slow, in this fast world Slow n-ggas, fast Hoes give up ass while these ho n-ggas hold on 'em Hold up that old flag for 'em Chalk by the do not park sign It's deep, all these cold hearted n-ggas heat I'd blast before they steal a n-gga Tell 'em now boy, don't make me turn a killer
Yeah, into a Don't make me into a killer Yeah, to a killer, yeh yeh
[J. Cole - 3] To those who had love for me in the Who woulda thought time would fly by so I remember back in class we used to make Like it was day that we would make the league, be rich Saturday morning had to the leaves, awww shit Watch how pile up like a mile up I was the blisters on my hand than I dial up my best ring is where we headed tonight And if a n-gga disrespect, yes we ready to In that shit seemed petty At the time, the was heavy Cause life was all about name You had to scrap with any n-gga that call you lame Ashamed no doubt, so n-ggas go they brains blown out a n-gga chain and he got his name rolled out in obituaries Another body in a Another young in the penetentiary And he give a f-ck no missionary Rap visionary, paint a n-gga pictionary Tell you it is, I'm a dictionary I knew a that threw his d-ck in every chick in every city that he went to Went hard the rent do Till he met the wrong bitch, man just came home And he stay on with that Shit, f-cking with them killers
yeah, with them F-cking with them killers Say I'm a