J. Cole - The Come Up - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] I'm on The Come Up Chill nigga, don't run up A yellow nigga, finna' rise and shine like the sun up My mind on that paper, I ain't trying to wife the slut up I'm dying for this cake and I ain't trying to wipe a crumb up They ride with the gun up, kill you and light the blunt up Uh, don't shed a tear if a nigga might get done up But, just say a prayer if a nigga might confront us Cause his life is summed up, the medics wipe his lungs up You coming to the 'Ville? You need to get a license from us City on my back, I feel like I'm holding Big Pun up No pain no gain, my nigga, I just numb up I blow brains, Cobain a nigga if he jump up With no shame, don't blame a nigga if you shot up This is cocaine on flame, baking soda and water And if you feel that then I guess I sell crack, get it? Fall back, man, a nigga feeling crazy Shitting on niggas like a nigga was still a baby Carolina nigga shout-out to the 'Ville that raised me So many hoes whipped, you would've thought we still in slavery And niggas still sleepin they feelin lazy Uh, a killer maybe, you make me I will Cheat me on my scrilla, I send you to meet Dilla From them NC streets where the beef they deliver And the clip is on E cause your chest got a fill up While a nigga like me is just getting head like a pillow Bread like gorillas getting bred So long as my momma and my niggas getting fed Fuck what a nigga said, man, I'm Fayettenam bombing Cause hatred is flattery you bitch niggas is charming Who the fuck you harmin'? Boy, ya'll niggas is charmin' And I'm armed and waiting for a target You fucking with the best like Carmen Aw shit, pardon a nigga for departing I'm just getting green like a yard or a garden A nigga finna blow while you niggas is false alarmin' And just think, man, I was raised on ramen -- chicken noodle soup Now I'm filet mignon-in' I promised my momma I was coming to make this money And I swear I'm going to kill the nigga that try to take it from me [Outro] Yeah, that's real talk, nigga It's J. Cole, nigga Therapist whatever the fuck you wanna call him -- it don't matter You know, I'll make y'all niggas understand man I know you can't believe yourself right now You thinkin' this niggas from the south -- hahaha -- he can't spit -- how the fuck is he so good? Open your eyes mothafucka, can you see? Niggas on top Yup. We on top
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