[Intro: Yeah, take nigga & Effect nigga Yeah, yeah, I got to Yeah,
1: Cozz] Jealousy holding hostage Eventually the penalty come and haunt ya memories leaving me nauseous But the makes the melodies awesome So instead of me I'm steady jotting And plotting on how to gain spaghetti toppings You know parmesan, that cheddar, mozzarella The list goes on and on you my heart is strong You my list is long, I'm a young phenomenon It's like these keep forgetting It's always the least expected who ends up it So don't tell me bout no hating What's the point if I Mr. not giving a fuck a joint in his ear Put that steak on his plate so long disappear Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns this year I'm feeling like I'm with children boy I'm killing already trying to bite styles You break a if you bite down I go way too hard
[Hook 1: I've been in this hood dog for way too long man I've quiet for way too long patiently waiting can't wait too long dog I've been man for way too long No hot water for way too You can't knock the hustle way too strong Yeah way too strong
2: J. Cole] Death to the imposters, me the king My dreams win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters My white doctors, fatherless child Listen how I got knowledge is wild Streets taught me, speak softly watch from the crowd Cause any nigga loud, just want attention and eventually blaow No fake niggas allowed in my circle You been half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg Tread softly, my nigga moving state to state running watch 'em Tryna avoid troopers, that's the weight watchers Run this set this cake till they say "Gotcha" Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas operas And Oprah hate Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we hope to make over figures Slim chances, but niggas bet against the odds and who am I to criticise how you play your dawg
[Hook 2: J. Cause I done the odds going way too hard I been slept on for way too long I patiently waiting for way too long I been quiet dawg for way too You can't knock the hustle dawg it's way too way too strong I said you can't knock my hustle dawg it's way too way too strong
[Verse 3: J. Look, I admit it, tryna get my brother acquitted Yo' tell the judge I be to pay him off if he's with it My flesh and blood, hauled off to the I search for heaven as I see him getting in this hell Headed for coffin or To try is the ultimate fail But love is wanting for someone than they want for themselves Deep, I I love a lot Because the more I do my thang the more I feel the and shame that my brother's not Reminisce as we was screaming "Fuck a cop" he took it serious, for me that shit was just for props Arms too skinny to hug the I found comfort in my dreams, of things seen on the screen of and fame Decisions, decisions, the or the Range I take a back to the 'Ville only corpses remain Some of them niggas still breathing but they inside of a genocide Tears fill my dawg
3: J. Cole] Cause I've out of touch man for way too long I've been out in Hollywood for way too been, getting this paper for way too long I ain't called my pops in way too long I make my girl wait for way too long I if I changed, am I way too on? Can't knock my but It's way too strong It's way too
[Outro: J. & Effect Cole that back