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Grew Up Fast
J.Cole
J. Cole - Grew Up Fast
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Sometimes I think about it
And my poor heart wants to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet sweet love I lost
And the way I got double crossed
By a guy who was my friend, I see him now and then
But, I pretend I’m doing fine, when I’m about to lose my mind
Nigga I grew up fast, then blew up fast
Money fallin’ out my pockets I got too much cash
Can’t fit nothin in her pockets she got to much ass like God damn
Well if you must ask, we from the school from hard knocks but your crew cut class
Half white but don’t think I got a klu klux past, when I’m up in the V, police be f-ckin with me
No sir no license all I got here is this f-ckin degree move along cocksucker ain’t nothin’ to see
Unless you talkin blockbusters, you niggas is not Russell, you more diggy, me I’m more biggy
No diss to the young boy I’m just rappin get bored quickly, just to make up for that line invite him on tour with me
Show him the game let him Fernago these wh0res with me, run through they doors with me, hit the rich for the night
Leave a man with 2 dikes probably change a nigga life right, what up Vanessa I loved you that one semesta
Thanks to my profession I balled like uncle fester, thinkin about the board I use ta have above the dresser
Half the shit I wrote down I did it, its old now, got new goals, plus my money on Manute Bol
Funny how my old highs is suddenly my new lows, tired of every chick sayin’ she models before she swallow
So I only f-ck with hat tricks, b!tches with a few goals
b!tches with a few goals, hat trick nigga
Niggas keep askin me how ya feel how ya feel
Its Coleee
Look, look not even slightly interested in what ya opinion is I gotta greater purpose then a hater purpose
I’mma stack paper, hustle just to relax later, serve niggas and bring change that’s a waiters purpose
Look how I made em nervous niggas is shakin I know they fakin
Ok you killer right, and Mrs. Cleo is Jamaican
And Bob Marley is Haitian and me and Beyonce datin’ and Jesus Christ be hatin got mad love from satan for f-ckin Sanaa Lathan
While Meagan good is waitin, I’m the deadbeat father of your little brother, in other words God damn I’mma bad mother f-cker
Its Cole, its only right I brought back the soul, y’all got way to electro, damn near techno, halfway homo, way to metro
Hennesy XO, Cole flow special, style like Tribe Called Quest meets Death Row, learn somethin boy, grow yo ass up, cheap nigga if you was
Liquor I’d probably throw yo ass up, matter a fact if you was grass I’d probably mow yo ass up, last call for you old niggas go and pour yo last cup
Its Cole
Cole world
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Can't Get Enough ft. Trey Songz
J. Cole
J. Cole - Can’t Get Enough ft. Trey Songz
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(Ahhh) Cole World
(Ahhh) Southside
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
(Ahhh) Eastside, Westside, worldwide
Ride out
Now I ain’t got no kids yet, but this right here’s for practice
I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet, but that’s how good yo’ ass is
Make an old man get his glasses, make Wesley pay his taxes
Then follow yo’ moves all week on Twitter, prolly make a gay nigga reconsider
You now rockin’ with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game
Won’t brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne, let you play with the stick, Ovechkayne
She calling, she texting, she’s falling, but lemme explain
Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl, ‘cause a nigga don’t play them ex games
No! Straight sexing, no handcuff or arresting
And I ain’t comin’ offa my last name, ‘cause I really can’t take no stressing
‘Bout where I done been, who I done hit, your homegirl sayin’, “He a bad boy”
But I’m signed to the Roc, no time for the gossip, bitch, put down them tabloids
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”
She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(Ah-dee-da)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(Ah-dee-da)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”
Hey, Globetrotter, Cole hotter, either way, out in London town
Hoes holla ‘cause they love my sound, and I got love for the underground
Kweli, Pimp C, H-town where Bun get down
Met a bad bitch that’ll cut all night, that’ll suck all night, you just cut off lights
Almost missed my flight, tryna give my last girl a nut, all right?
She be down for whatever, whenever I wanna get up in the guts, all right?
Never fuss or fight, on the grind tryna find this lettuce
I love it when you give me head, I hate it when you give me headaches
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”
She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(Ah-dee-da)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(Ah-dee-da)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”
Hey, Cole World, baby, ain’t nothin’ sunny
I see ‘em hatin’, but it ain’t nuttin’ to me
I’m from the Ville, where they bang for the money
And carry fo’-fives like change for a twenty
So what I look like scurred?
Them niggas over there look like nerds
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the pussy up, that’s the hook right thurr
That’s the hook, right there
There’s the hook, right there
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the pussy up, that’s the hook right thurr
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”
She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(Ah-dee-da)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(Ah-dee-da)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that
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J. Cole - Cheer Up
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Even through the joy I feel the pain
Even in the sun I feel the rain
Even when I’m high I feel the lows
Like that’s all I know
Lord knows I can’t complain
But even when I do it feels the same
I’m getting high just to fight the lows, cuz that’s all I know
School girl, cool girl
You dressing sexy and your mama is a cougar
So she let you do the grown folks thang
Let you hang with them boys and they play you like a fool girl
You got your new hair, it look so good
You write the same n*ggas name in your notebook
You know the same one from class, the one you let smash
Now you see him ‘round school and he won’t look
Now girl you is fine, ain’t no doubt about it
But why else you think he hit it and forgot about it?
Its cause your mind don’t match what your ass got
But cheer up, you gotta be your own mascot
You see you’re lookin’ for a man like you need somebody
Get your ass off of Twitter, you could be somebody!
A doctor, a rock star, baby, live life!
But you rather wet up all your pillows at night thinking…
Even through the joy I feel the pain
Even in the sun I feel the rain
Even when I’m high I feel the lows
Like that’s all I know
Lord knows I can’t complain
But even when I do it feels the same
I’m getting high just to fight the lows, cuz that’s all I know
That’s all I know, that’s all I know
That’s all I know, that’s all I…
Hey cheer up!
Ey lil’ mama, cheer up!
You got your whole life to live, ey why you want tear up?
Don’t let them lil’ boy comp…
Hey, hey!
Yea, I wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living, should I blast myself?
Don’t even wanna get up out of bed
I got the Glock to my head, feel I rather be dead
Hey, am I hopeless? Raised with rats and roaches
Never like them teachers, couldn’t stand my coaches
Ask whats the matter but you can’t relate
Living the life that you hate but you can’t escape
Feel like I’m stuck here, that’s why I won’t give the f*ck here
There’s no luck here! Nobody to trust here
My own mother, yeah I love her
But things I heard as a child under my covers
Left me with scars, it was hard to see her suffer
Blocking my heart and I don’t know if I’ll recover
I’m going under and as I’m headed to the front door
She said she proud of me and I wonder what for
And once more
Even through the joy I feel the pain
Even in the sun I feel the rain
Even when I’m high I feel the lows
Like that’s all I know
Lord knows I can’t complain
But even when I do it feels the same
I’m getting high just to fight the lows, cuz that’s all I know
That’s all I know, that’s all I know
That’s all I know, that’s all I…
Hey cheer up!
Ey lil’ mama, cheer up!
You got your whole life to live, ey why you want tear up?
Don’t let them lil’ boy comp…
Hey, hey!
