[Intro: Yeah, third take Cozz & Effect Yeah, yeah, I got to Yeah,
1: Cozz] Jealousy enemies hostage Eventually the penalty will and haunt ya Hennessey memories leaving me But the makes the melodies awesome So instead of me I'm steady jotting And steady plotting on how to gain spaghetti You that parmesan, that cheddar, mozzarella The list on and on you know my heart is dark You know my list is long, I'm a young It's like these people forgetting It's always the least expected who ends up it So don't tell me no niggas hating the point if I hear Mr. not giving a fuck with a in his ear Put that steak on his then so long disappear Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns pointing year I'm feeling I'm dealing with children boy I'm killing Niggas already to bite styles You break a if you bite down I go way too hard
[Hook 1: Cause I've been in this dog for way too long man I've quiet for way too long Been waiting can't wait too long dog I've been man for way too long No hot for way too long You can't knock the hustle way too strong Yeah way too strong
[Verse 2: J. Death to the imposters, me the king My dreams could win Oscars, my turned mobsters My white friends doctors, fatherless Listen how I got knowledge is wild Streets taught me, speak softly nigga watch the crowd any nigga that's loud, just want attention and eventually blaow No niggas 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 state running watch 'em Tryna avoid troopers, that's the weight watchers Run this set this cake till they say "Gotcha" Or the fat lady sings, and niggas hate oprahs And hate niggas Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we hope to make over figures Slim chances, but niggas bet against the and who am I to criticise how you play your cards dawg
2: J. Cole] Cause I done the odds going way too hard I been slept on for way too long I been waiting for way too long I been quiet for way too long You can't know the dawg it's way too strong way too strong I said you can't knock my hustle dawg it's way too It's way too
3: J. Cole] Look, I never admit it, tryna get my brother Yo' tell the judge I be to pay him off if he's with it My flesh and blood, off to the cell I search for heaven as I see him getting in this hell for coffin or jail To never try is the fail But love is more for someone than they want for themselves Deep, I guess I 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 kids "Fuck a cop" Guess he took it serious, for me that was just for props too skinny to hug the block I found comfort in my dreams, of things seen on the screen of fortune and Decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the I take a trip to the 'Ville only corpses remain Some of them niggas still breathing but they inside Victims of a Tears my eyes dawg
[Hook 3: J. I've 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 my pops back in way too long I done my girl wait for way too long I if I changed in my way to own Can't my hustle but It's way too strong way too strong
[Outro: J. Cozz & Cole that back