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[J.Cole]
They say possible,
you gotta dream you never seen obstacles
chasing profits so we aint stopping for the red lights
look in my rear all I see is n-ggas headlights
me if you can hoe
they try and sack me and I
look up in the sky youll see where I am bo
hey, you see me man?
making my come true with no genie man
I got the keys to my with no Beanie Man
Im on these n-ggas ass no bikini man
I the real to the day the Lord free me man
never imagined that the kids would be me man
eh, could it be I give the hopeless broke kids, hope
me walking through the mall, looking like he seen a ghost
silly head to approach, whats up young
aint it strange, a ago today I was counting change
yeah trains up in New York city
though I gotta thank God cause if you with me
than I surely died
you can throw the in me
this my New resolution, dawg
no Pork in me
uh, I no Muslim though
butler Im a wizard if he doesnt know
its young Simba, Im til the buzzard blow
you try and kick the shit I kick you gon stub toe
boy thats how tough I go
see is my life work
this shit you callin classic, I be that mic work
want you to feel new, thats how a dike work
and ask me bout pressure, they see my pipe burst

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

Man, I rap so vicious but I so politely
met a baby momma, momma who dont like me
met a couple baby though they wanna fight me
I hit her til she snooze, like the n-gga nightly
send her back to you when she no longer me
no she bitter with n-gga
cause he quite me
one things for certain baby, you are a
two things for f-cking
I am not the thoguh
so run back to him while you can
he sticking with his wife and kid, yeah thats a man
I was ashamed all and I still am
we let the interupt something real, damn
girl we grown so you gotta play your own
I wouldnt say you a hoe, just made a hoe decision
eh, you can blame it on the like a prohibitions
we both know thats what you girl
I know you

hey
I know you listening
uh I you listening
hey,

Shout out to the bootleggers who 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 ride my d-ck
yall is the worst, see me like
J. Cole homie, can you sign my CD
n-gga please, an album ten
you act its ten gs
this food for thought cost the same as 2 numbers
so at ease that broke shit
we all tryna get a dollar boy, no
you know I feel ya pain, thats why I slang this hope
and give you lines that you rewind and oh sh-t
these talk a lot of money, cars and hoes sh-t
I give you that and a whole lot sh-t
than got richer and still like Im poor sh-t
you n-ggas thinnk you know sh-t, you dont know sh-t
hoe bitch!!!
Yeah, Bitch!!!
J Cole
hey