J Cole K Koke

[Hook] My life ain't pretty like a rainbow Ask me how I am, I say the same old I'm just zoning out to some J Cole Sitting here zoning out to some K Koke [Chorus] I ain't to proud to say, I ain't to proud to say But I cry sometimes about it I'm listening to J Cole and I'm listening to K Koke I ain't to proud to say, I ain't to proud to say But I cry sometimes All to give before you take my breath Before I take that step Lay my head and face my death [Verse 1] When I wrote this I was sitting on my carpet Be prepared this is some talk from my heart shit I swear its kinda weird cause I'm sitting right here but it feels like I'm speeding on a R6 Thinking about my life and how I want to live it So immune to this shit wanna do something different Couple old school people who knew my Old ways would say I'm turning into a new guy But that's because I never have the time to holler Busy today and I'm probably busier tomorrow This is my shit not another cover I want nice shit for my mother and my brother That's why I put in work over here, fam I'm just tryna make it work over here, fam They're saying that it's good over evil So my plan is due to work over their plan Yeah, God willing I'll be winning till the point that I can give all of my real brothers a bringing Smiles all around I want everybody grinning Good food, good vibe, good men, good women and [Chorus] [Verse 2] When I wrote this I was chilling in my bedroom I know they praying I'll get touched by some lead soon Or they praying I'll locked by the feds soon Anything to slow me down like a leg wound Well, fuck them little haters Imma keep it going In them rave scenes, fam, I used to creep the crew in It's been a while since I seen them smile I'm just scared that my nephews and niece are growing One of my brothers haven't hollered in a couple years Since the last time we spoke I shed a couple tears Growing up you were my favourite out of all my brothers But when shit got fucked, fam, you wasn't there Still got love for all my brothers I can vouch for them Growing up the older ones were in and out of pen I'm in the middle so the younger ones look up to me I pray I stay on road so that I can look out for them My step dad done more than my real pops Raised me up from days when he real crops To the days he got more than a little low He was still there looking after me and little bro [Chorus] [Hook}