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[J.Cole]
They say possible,
you gotta dream like you seen obstacles
chasing obscene profits so we stopping for the red lights
look in my rear all I see is n-ggas headlights
me if you can hoe
they try and me and I scramble
look up in the sky youll see where I am bo
hey, you see me man?
making my wishes true with no genie man
I got the to my beamer with no Beanie Man
Im on these rich 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 blood
aint it strange, a year ago today I was counting
yeah hopping up in New York city
though I thank God cause if you werent 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
Kuran butler Im a wizard if he know
its young Simba, Im ballin til the blow
you try and the shit I kick you gon stub your toe
boy thats just how I go
see this is my work
this shit you callin classic, I be like that mic
want you to something new, thats how a dike work
and ask me pressure, they wanna see my pipe burst

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

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

hey
girl I you listening
uh I know you
hey,

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