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There's a nigga now somewhere
He at the table with a of Apple Jacks
And he's the back of the cereal
And in between the Apple he's writing some shit
And he my spot
find him though, I'ma sign him.
I don't want no

Like we always do at this time, Cole your mind
Hey dummy, this no accident, all of this was
Took my time, crept from
And I opened up blinds, rise and shine!
Cole World, nigga used to drive around with yo girl
In my Civic, now I'm out here tryna get it
I ain't like you ass niggas, boy I spit it how I live it
So when you see me in the streets, man I got a mimic
Cause I got an image to uphold, this real shit
I ain't got a gimmick, I just flow and niggas nuts for
The boy that set fire to the
In a game of liars it turns out that I'm the truth
Some say that rap's alive, it turns out that I'm the
'Cause the ones y'all thought would save the day can't tie my boots
The ones thought could hang with me can't even tie my noose
Let these words be my bullets nigga, I don't rhyme I
Bang!

Before I
I pray to the Lord, my to take
My soul to take, my soul to take, my soul to

Lord I dreamin' bout the paper, get rich 'fore I see my life caper
Hope my mama get to see Jamaica she meet her maker
Our hoop was never good to ever be a Laker
But these words I got me ballin', Jordan
More than a this a natural disaster
Boy, I'm meaner Katrina mixed with Gina
"Shut up, Cole!", is for my niggas back home
Homes, Bo?
This is for them bitches played me, waddup ho?
No I ain't mad, it's sad, you from bad to real bad
Two kids that don't even know real dad
Real sad, baby I wish you still had it
Then you could get a taste of livin' Villematic
It's Cole still at it, y'all be talkin' about the shit
Than how I feel about it, mama was a real
That's why I don't respect that ass white shit you talkin'
Cole plannin' funerals, you might fit the

Get on job lil man, this ain't Saturday!
We in two different lanes, you navigate
We in two games, you playin' patty cake
Brother you're lame, Shane Battier
You out of shape, my run a mile a minute
The sky's the limit, I'm so high, I'm in it
My is tinted, my knob's gettin' slobbed up in it
She hollerin' God, man you would've thought God was in it
But it's just a God invented
The out, foolish pride'll make you not admit it
Word, this shit vibe nigga, why you noddin' with it?
The hate in your blood stop your soul from vibin' with it
Now you all conflicted cause my is wicked
And my hoes is thicker and all of is pickin' me
'Cause they know a star when see a star, nigga
Ain't even got to fuck him to he a raw nigga
I got her in my bedroom, but cheer up,
You so many hoes, you a hero nigga!
Medal of honor, I'm feelin' on top Pac
When he slept with
Hey, is death before dishonor
Get and forget to tell my mama
She got enough to about
My gonna get me out
Then we hit the club the thugs and the liquors
No criminal but I'm makin' criminal records
Isn't it Isn't it iconic?
Jacket so expensive you even try on it
But it fit me perfect, I it if I want it
The city on my shoulder, so no girl, you cry on it
you make a list of the greatest aye, am I on it?
Maybe not yet but I got the clock set
It goes tick-tock, game on
Sun gon' shine but the rain stop
Oh no!

If I should die I wake
I pray to the Lord, my to take
My to take, my soul to take