[Intro: Yeah, third nigga Cozz & nigga Yeah, yeah, I got to Yeah,
[Verse 1: Jealousy holding enemies Eventually the will come and haunt ya Hennessey memories leaving me But the Hennessy makes the melodies So instead of me talking I'm steady And steady plotting on how to gain toppings You know that parmesan, cheddar, mozzarella The list goes on and on you know my is dark You know my is long, I'm a young phenomenon like these people keep forgetting It's always the least expected who up getting it So don't tell me bout no hating What's the point if I Mr. not giving a fuck with a 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 dealing children boy I'm killing Niggas already trying to styles You break a tooth if you 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 Been patiently waiting can't too long dog I've broke man for way too long No hot water for way too You can't the hustle it's way too strong Yeah we're way too
2: J. Cole] Death to the imposters, label me the My dreams win Oscars, my niggas turned mobsters My friends doctors, fatherless child how I got this knowledge is wild Streets taught me, speak softly nigga watch the crowd Cause any that's loud, just want attention and eventually blaow No fake allowed in my circle dawg You been half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg Tread softly, my nigga moving state to running late watch 'em Tryna state troopers, that's the weight watchers Run this dope set cake till they say "Gotcha" Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas oprahs And hate niggas Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we to make over eight figures Slim chances, but niggas bet against the and who am I to criticise how you play your cards dawg
[Hook 2: J. Cause I beat the odds going way too hard I getting slept on for way too long I been waiting for way too long I been dawg for way too long You can't know the hustle it's way too strong way too strong I you can't knock my hustle dawg it's way too strong way too strong
[Verse 3: J. Look, I never admit it, get my brother acquitted Yo' the judge I be happy to pay him off if he's with it My flesh and blood, off to the cell I search for as I see him getting lost in this hell Headed for or jail To never try is the ultimate But is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves Deep, I I love a lot Because the I do my thang the more I feel the guilt and shame that my brother's not Reminisce as we was screaming "Fuck a cop" Guess he took it serious, for me shit was just for props too skinny to hug the block I found comfort in my dreams, of things seen on the screen of and fame Decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the I take a trip to the 'Ville only corpses remain Some of them still breathing but they dead inside of a genocide Tears fill my dawg
3: J. Cole] Cause been out of touch man for way too long I've out in Hollywood for way too long I've been, getting paper for way too long I ain't called my back in way too long I make my girl wait for way too long I if I changed in my way to own Can't knock my hustle but It's way too It's way too
J. Cole] Cozz & Cole Play back