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[J.Cole]
They say possible,
you gotta dream you never seen obstacles
chasing obscene profits so we aint stopping for the red
in my rear view all I see is n-ggas headlights
me if you can hoe
they try and me and I scramble
look up in the sky see exactly where I am bo
hey, you see me man?
making my wishes come with no genie man
I got the keys to my beamer with no Man
Im on rich n-ggas ass no bikini man
I the real to the day the Lord free me man
never imagined the kids would wanna be me man
eh, it be that I give the hopeless broke kids, hope
caught me walking through the mall, like he seen a ghost
silly head to approach, whats up young
it strange, a year ago today I was counting change
yeah hopping trains up in New city
I gotta thank God cause if you werent with me
than I surely woulda
you can the fork in me
this my New resolution, dawg
no more in me
uh, I aint no though
Kuran butler Im a wizard if he doesnt
its Simba, Im ballin til the buzzard blow
you try and kick the shit I kick you gon your toe
boy just how tough I go
see this is my life
this you callin classic, I be like that mic work
want you to feel something new, thats how a dike
and ask me bout pressure, they wanna see my burst

not tonight
not n-gga
yeah, hey
hey, man, hey

Man, I rap so but I talk so politely
never met a baby momma, momma who like me
met a couple baby fathers they wanna fight me
I hit her til she snooze, like the news n-gga
send her back to you when she no longer me
no she bitter with this
cause he aint me
one things for baby, you are a wifey
two for f-cking sure
I am not the thoguh
so run to him while you still can
he sticking with his wife and kid, yeah thats a man
I was ashamed all and I still am
we let the lust something real, damn
girl we grown so you gotta play your own
I say that you a hoe, just made a hoe decision
eh, you can blame it on the liquor like a
we both know what you wanted girl
I know you

hey
girl I you listening
uh I you listening
hey,

Shout out to the who supply my shit
the fans online trying to my shit
and to then-ggas listening but buy my sh-t
and catch me in the street wanna my d-ck
yall is the worst, see me like
J. Cole homie, can you my burnt CD
n-gga please, an ten dollars
you act its ten gs
this food for thought cost the same as 2 numbers
so at ease with that broke
we all tryna get a boy, no sh-t
you know I ya pain, thats why I slang this hope sh-t
and give you lines that you rewind and oh sh-t
these rappers talk a lot of money, and hoes sh-t
I give you that and a lot more sh-t
than got and still rapping like Im poor sh-t
you n-ggas thinnk you know sh-t, you dont know sh-t
hoe bitch!!!
Yeah, Bitch!!!
J n-gga
hey