J. Cole

Damn, cold world
I never thought I see that day that you’re my old girl
Now I’m stuck here hollering at old girl
Got one, got two, three four girls
Shotgun in the drop made a right
Hut one, hut two, told them niggas take a hike
Then it’s on to the next one, on, on to the next one
Hard to move on when you always regret one

[Miguel:]
I wonder sometimes
I wonder if I was wrong
Tryna do right by you got me here
Now all I am is alone

Cause her eyes
And those hips
And that (ass)
Don’t compare, at all (no)
And at best, all they do is distract me
But now, deep down, when I face it

[Chorus:]
All I want is you
All I want is you (now)
All I want is you now
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

[Verse Two:]
Cause being your friend was killing me softly
Hear voices
Wondering where I went wrong
It was my fault, in the wrong time,
I wonder so often, regret gets exhausting

Cause her eyes
And those hips
And that (ass)
Don’t compare, at all (no)
And at best, all they do is distract me
But now, deep down, when I face it

[Chorus (x2):]
All I want is you (mhm)
All I want is you (now)
All I want is you now (sugar)
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

[Bridge:]
Cause they don't smile
Or smell like you
No they don't make me laugh
Or even cook like you
And they don't photograph
Nah, they don't sex like you
Let's face it, I can't replace it
That's why all I want is you now...

[J.Cole:]
I hit the club when you left me thinking that could heal
Trying to celebrate my Independence Day, Will Smith
Baby girl who I’m kidding
Still sick, real shit
All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
And could it be you everything these plain bitches couldn’t be
Is it a sign from the Lord that I shouldn’t be
Lost in the Player way sorta get old to me
Got me on layaway, girl you gotta a hold on me
I say I’m wrong, you say come again
Damn, said I was wrong look don’t rub it in
I got a lot on my mind
Got a flock full of dimes
Like a line full of hoes,
Look how they coming in
Just saying
You don’t wanna have me then somebody will
I’m playing
Weight on my chest like I body build
I’m praying
You ain’t content with trying to do your thang
Hey come back baby boomerang

[Miguel:]
That's why
All I want is you now (mhhm)
All I want is you now (yeah)
All I want is you now (sugar)
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone, gone
You know that you're gone (I want you back)

Damn, cold world
I never thought I see that day that you’re my old girl
Now I’m stuck here hollering at old girl
Got one, got two, three four girls
Shotgun in the drop made a right
Hut one, hut two, told them niggas take a hike
Then it’s on to the next one, on, on to the next one
Hard to move on when you always regret one

[Miguel:]
I wonder sometimes
I wonder if I was wrong
Tryna do right by you got me here
Now all I am is alone

Cause her eyes
And those hips
And that (ass)
Don’t compare, at all (no)
And at best, all they do is distract me
But now, deep down, when I face it

[Chorus:]
All I want is you
All I want is you (now)
All I want is you now
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

[Verse Two:]
Cause being your friend was killing me softly
Hear voices
Wondering where I went wrong
It was my fault, in the wrong time,
I wonder so often, regret gets exhausting

Cause her eyes
And those hips
And that (ass)
Don’t compare, at all (no)
And at best, all they do is distract me
But now, deep down, when I face it

[Chorus (x2):]
All I want is you (mhm)
All I want is you (now)
All I want is you now (sugar)
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

[Bridge:]
Cause they don't smile
Or smell like you
No they don't make me laugh
Or even cook like you
And they don't photograph
Nah, they don't sex like you
Let's face it, I can't replace it
That's why all I want is you now...

[J.Cole:]
I hit the club when you left me thinking that could heal
Trying to celebrate my Independence Day, Will Smith
Baby girl who I’m kidding
Still sick, real shit
All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
And could it be you everything these plain bitches couldn’t be
Is it a sign from the Lord that I shouldn’t be
Lost in the Player way sorta get old to me
Got me on layaway, girl you gotta a hold on me
I say I’m wrong, you say come again
Damn, said I was wrong look don’t rub it in
I got a lot on my mind
Got a flock full of dimes
Like a line full of hoes,
Look how they coming in
Just saying
You don’t wanna have me then somebody will
I’m playing
Weight on my chest like I body build
I’m praying
You ain’t content with trying to do your thang
Hey come back baby boomerang

[Miguel:]
That's why
All I want is you now (mhhm)
All I want is you now (yeah)
All I want is you now (sugar)
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone, gone
You know that you're gone (I want you back)

[Verse 1:]
Look, I just shed tears homie and now I ain't too proud to admit it
Just seen my father for the first time in a minute
And when I say a minute I mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother and my mother played
Father, cause no other man bothered
Not even my biological, it never seemed logical
But I accepted it cause I ain't know no better
Thought I was brighter than a Polo sweater
No pops was like Martin with no Coretta
So many things you could have told me
And saved me the trouble of lettin' my mistakes show me
I feel like you barely know me
And that's a shame cause our last name is the same
That blood type flowin' through our veins is the same
My mama left you and maybe your anger's to blame
But that's no excuse, only you and God know the truth
And why you only call monthly, barely ever saw me
Spend some summers with you and played with my cousin Maury
Maybe I should be tellin' you fuck you cause you selfish
But I want a father so bad, I can't help it

I break down, I break down
Can't help but break down
I break down

[Verse 2:]
I never thought I'd see my mama on that shit man
It's fuckin' with her body, now she sick damn
I wanted a big house with a white picket fence and a pool
Who would have ever thought that it would come to this, man?
Quicksand is what this life feel like
That shit these rappers kick is nothin' like real life
You made a milli off of servin' hard white, yeah right
My mama tell you what addicted to that pipe feel like
Stupid niggas, I heard the cops be shootin' niggas
I swear to God, wish I could bullet proof my niggas
Can't get no jobs, but they still recruitin' niggas
We tryna stand tall when it gets to crucial niggas

Break down! We break down, we break down, we break down...

[Verse 3:]
Servin' time, locked down
And she don't want nobody to know, his daughter 25 pounds
By the time he get out, she gon' be 4
Now will his girl stay down?
Ain't no doubt, she love him yeah that's fo sho
But temptation stays round
And if she strayed, how could he ever know?
Never know and so, she goes to the club on the weekend
A little freakin', but them niggas holla
But she never speakin', but tonight I see the devil creepin'
Cause she been lonely, she ain't felt a man in 7 seasons
Damn! She do the best that she can
Her mama tellin' her to find another man
She college educated with a felon boyfriend
That's what she thinkin' tonight
Maybe she's right, but please

Stay down mama! Gotta be strong, don't break down mama!
Please... stay down mama! Gotta be strong, don't break down mama!
Don't break down, don't break down, don't break down, don't break down...

Break, break down
Steady break me down
[repeat]

Cole World Southside
Can’t get enough
can’t get enough
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 Ovechkin
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
I can’t get enough
can’t get enough
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 you
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
I can’t get enough
can’t get enough
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 you
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
I can’t get enough
can’t get enough
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

I think it’s gonna be a hell of
a night a hell of a night
So we could do whatever you like
It took me all day to
find some inspiration
It just hit me like a ton of
bricks no renovation
Problem with the game now
there ain’t no innovation
I see my shit all in your shit
we call that imitation
And they say that’s flattering
but I ain’t flattered at all
Matter fact y’all need to
practice that more
See my man Nate asked me
if I gained weight
I said nah my pockets got
fatter that’s all
Money was an issue
but now that that’s solved
I ball I ball like
Kobe in the fall
Put trophies on wall rather
trophies on my mantle
Dog my shows be off the handle
take the proceeds go to gamble
Ha bet it on black and pray
I quadruple my salary
If I win maybe then
I could pay Sallie Mae
Told her I be dealin’ with
some real life shit
She be askin when bitch
When I feel like it
Cole World Cole Life
Cold Blooded
I be on my shit and look at
all the hoes love it
Got a hundred fifty bitches in
the club starin’ at me
How that feel Very happy
Hey I got what you need right
here right here
I got I got what you need right
here right here
I got I got what you need right
here right here
I got I got what you need right
here right here Hey
Uh turn up the 808′s for me
Back when I was starvin’ no one
made a plate for me
Now I do it big and that’s my
day to day story
I got the type of shit that make
a hater say sorry
Bitch I made this in the crib
watchin’ Belly
Eatin’ peanut butter jelly
what the fuck the niggas tell me
They say I’m takin’ long
I tell em patience is a virtue
I’m goin’ all out and bitch
I never had a curfew
See when you’re
spittin’ so real
Suddenly these phony
niggas lose they appeal
Got em’ feelin’ like my niggas
when they lose they appeal
Then it’s back to the cell
back to the hell
At times I watch the news and
see they talkin’ bout diplomacy
And they ain’t got a clue my
niggas ain’t got they diplomas
see Rappers show me love
I wonder what it could be
I think they scared of me
and they should be
Cole World Cole Life
Cold Blooded
I be on my shit and look at
all the hoes love it
Got a hundred fifty bitches in
the club starin’ at me
How that feel Very happy
Hey I got what you need right
here right here
I got I got what you need right
here right here
I got I got what you need right
here right here
I got I got what you need right
here right here Hey
Okay we outta here
I think it’s safe to
say we outta here
We outta here
I think it’s safe to
say we outta here
I think it’s gonna be a
hell of a night
A hell of a night so we can do
whatever we like Hey

Yeah hey Cole world
Hey I gotta dollar and a dream
that’s all a nigga got
So if it’s bout that cream
then I’m all up in the spot
I got a dollar and a dream
just a dollar and a dream
Cole walk with a nigga
I give you my pain
So much on my mind
I wonder how it fit in my brain
Scattered thoughts dark secrets
lead me to a blacker heart
Life can’t get any worse
Stevie with his glasses off
Cause I still don’t see hope
lookin’ for a quick fix
When everyone I see is broke
get lost in weed smoke
Knowin’ it make it worse
thoughts roam uncontrollably
Barely trustin’ niggas
over a decade they been
knowin’ me
Shit life at the bottom
nobody but God got em’
They say he wouldn’t leave me
yet I’m fallin’ like
it’s Autumn
Tell me what do you do just
when you’re on your last dollar
And the stress of this mess you
in can make your ass holla
Do you fold grow bitter
and grow cold
No longer fightin’ now
the only thing you grow is old
Or do you flip that fuckin’
dollar to a dream
Whether a scholar or a fiend
watch a pawn become
a king Cole
Young nigga with his jeans low
Nice guy just got a mean flow
Never seen rich but
he’s seen poor
Mr dollar and a dream in case
yeaain’t know
that’s all a nigga got
So if it’s bout that cream
then I’m all up in the spot
I got a dollar and a dream
just a dollar and a dream
Yeah armed and ready you
niggas strung out you spaghetti
Ya paper confetti small time
ya’ll on one I’m on mine
You logged off cause
I’m online small talk from
small minds
I wanna buy the mall but there
ain’t shit in this small town
This where I get my dough
My niggas make sure the money
right and then I rip the show
I run the town they tried to
call me underground
I spun around like you wish
Homie my backpack Louis
now watch just how I do this
I got the nerds rappin’ hard
shit dummies rappin’ smart shit
Mozart meets Humphrey Bogart
with this from the heart shit
Play your part
life is but a dream for me
I get a flash of nightmares when
niggas scheme on me
It’s hard to see my enemies
who infiltrated my team
I take a step back and notice
that things ain’t what they seem
That’s when a nigga refocus
yeah I turn on them high beams
I got that red dot waitin’
I’m wastin’ your whole regime
I wish a nigga would boy you
can’t out smart me
I let you feel like you the
shit but boy you can’t
out fart me
Ya never have it
I know you want what I got
But nigga you ain’t me
but you are what I’m not
And that’s a phony ass lonely
ass Cole is what you know me as
But we far from homies
if you know my mama
you know me
If ya don’t then well I’m
sorry you should get to know Kay
Man she been workin’ too hard
I should send her a bouquet
My goal this year is a real one
gonna stack a million
And as soon as I do
Mama that 9 to 5 is through
And I know I ain’t been callin
but I’m thinkin’bout you
And all the shit that
you been through
My girl and then my brother too
Cause this life gets hard on
this road yeah it’s true
I don’t never tell you how much
I be stressin’ but I do
But I suck it up for who
my fans and my mans
Who probably never ever had this
type of lifestyle in they plans
Hoppin’ in and out of vans
on the buses on the planes
Gettin’ brain from a bitch and
thinkin’ god damn
what’s her name
Sometimes I just shake my head
and tell myself this is a shame
And then my other side kick in
like bitch don’t be
so fuckin lame
Dang what a life another day
another night
At times this shit is all
blurry pray and hope
that God heard me
Just for those prayin’ for me
man I know that y’all worry
But I ain’t never failed and
you can bet I never will Cole
Young nigga with his jeans low
Nice guy just got a mean flow
Never seen rich but
he’s seen poor
Mr dollar and a dream in case
yeaain’t know
that’s all a nigga got
So if it’s bout that cream
then I’m all up in the spot
I got a dollar and a dream
just a dollar and a dream
Hey cause nigga that’s life
and trust me I’m livin’
Look what a nigga done made out
the shit that I was given
Look what a nigga made out
look what a nigga made out
Got a dollar and a dream three

Up up and away...
Would you trust me...
Would you love me...
Then it must be...

[Verse 1]
Worldwide stunner, oh man, I'ma
Reign on the game, make it storm and thunder
Grab an umbrella bitch, and go stand under
And bundle up, it's gonna be a cold ass summer
You niggas so last summer
Onto the new, on onto the new shit
Jigga wouldn't even take my CD when he seen me
Two years later bitch we made it on, onto the Blueprint
Now how's that for persistence
Cole World comin', call back up assistance
Same broads, used to hang up on my walls
Now they come up out their drawers, how's that for a mistress
Hell bent, heaven sent, Lord I repent if I ever sinned
Now I know I ain't the richest, but I still wanna ball
Put money over bitches but we still underdogs

[Hook]
Did you miss me?
No I don't know where I'm goin', but I'm goin', now is you comin' with me?
Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me?
If I was on my last dollar, dead poor, assed out, would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven
God's Gift
God's Gift
God's Gift
Motherfucker this is God's gift

[Verse 2]
Pussy my passion
Man I just can't help it I see a cookie, I grab one
Lookin' for some nookie, I'm tryna scoop me a bad one
Every verse I spit it just like it could be my last one
Ever since I got on
I've been on a mission to fuck the bitches I missed out on
Ex-cheerleader hollerin' what's up
Now her nigga beat her, now that's fucked up
What type of little fuck boy hitter
Woman baby wouldn't put his hands on a nigga
I ain't bitter boy that's all you
Plus I just fucked her 'fore she called you
Dry your eyes baby, I'll drive you home
Older hoes sayin', my how you've grown
I came up, fucked the game up
Show my momma I'll survive on my own

[Hook]
Did you miss me?
No I don't know where I'm goin', but I'm goin', now is you comin' with me?
Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me?
If I was on my last dollar, dead poor, assed out, would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven
God's Gift
God's Gift
God's Gift
Motherfucker this is God's gift

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