The Cure - J. Cole
[Intro]
Cole World, the new Nat King
If I ain't the illest n_gga, I'm his new vaccine
Really more like poison when his New Jack Swing
And my bed is like a deck of cards - two black queens
A n_gga don't like me, he just a f_cking hater
What you made last week, I just tipped the f_cking waiter
What that feel like? Tell me what that feel like?
N_gga f_ck your Twitter, b_tches follow me in real life
[Interlude]
Welcome back, ladies and gentleman, to a brand new season.
Dreamville, Cole World. So much is happening, our time apart. I can't wait to share it with you all in due time.
Did you miss me? I know I missed you. Can't believe these n_ggas ain't rap on this sh_t man.
[Verse 1]
Heard n_ggas got beef, then they see me on the street, and don't speak
Heard n_ggas dropping songs every week, but they weak
Yeah I heard about your deal, hope they keep the receipt
Heard n_ggas out there saying I would be Memphis Bleek
Well, how you feel when that n_gga got mills?
And you sitting, commenting, discussing on how you feel?
Bout another n_gga sh_t, or another n_gga chips
Meanwhile I'm on the strip, putt puttin' wit ya b_tch
Cut something in the 6 then dip to 160
B_tch don't f_ck with me, trust n_gga I'm sick
Can't tell me, f_ck n_gga I'm it
Watch this
Look, with my heart on my sleeve, I bleed pardon my greed
I plead insanity, with a side of vanity
How can it be
I blew up singlehandedly, nobody handed me sh_t
Granted though, I planned to be rich
Understandably, funny how I talk so candidly
On cameras but won't holla at family only randomly
After a few drinks come our realest convos
My handle on my thoughts used to be as ill as Rondo's
Screaming f_ck whitey, forgetting I'm still mulatto
Ay reverend, will I get to heaven, he said "hell if I know", sh_t
Stay scheming, day dreaming, chain gleaming
Name should be Abe Lincoln 'cause I cannot tell a lie though
All facts in fact, been all that
Before Kenan and Kel swallow the key to my cell
Which means, I got an impossible lock to pick
And if you want my spot, you gotta go through lots of sh_t
N_gga, Cole the truth, you the opposite
I be tryna figure out why I cannot commit
With who I've known for years, is it hoes or fear
Meanwhile she wonder if the one she chose is pure
No cure for the cold, rather Cole the cure
Them last lines was more honest than your whole career
N_gga, you a phony, only got few homies
I prefer lonely, you rap n_ggas don't know me
Staying to myself, not concerned 'bout my health
I'm a mothaf_cka and yo baby mother is a milf
Couple years ago they had a n_gga sitting on the shelf
Now they tell me "man you like the realest sh_t I ever smelt"
They say "boy you got the belt, plus you better than so-and-so"
I keep it modest but inside I already know it though
Yea thanks my n_gga, yea thanks my n_gga
I deserve but nah this ain't Tank my n_gga
Leave the party like I just robbed a bank my n_gga
Bag full of money, f_ck yo debate my n_gga
'Cause two years ago and I ain't make it, I was pissed
But you care a little less about a list when you rich, n_gga
When you rich n_gga
[Interlude]
But that's not what we came here for. We didn't come here to brag; we didn't come here to boast, to stunt.
We just came here to flex. Ladies and gentlemen, I appreciate your patience.
I assure you, it'll be well worth the wait. In the meantime, if I can get right back into it though. Check it
[Verse 3]
How many Kanye beats do a n_gga gotta murder
To prove my mind's further, hater n_gga convert her
Took kids to Carowinds which I'm sure you never heard of
'Cause I didn't tell the news or the Fayetteville Observer
I don't do it for the press, I'm blessed, I made it out
Sitting on this plane, my biggest thing to complain about
Somewhere between yesterday and now
I done lost my jewelry, Rollies, chains, almost lost my cool
But see, I just left kids who ain't got a f_cking thing
'Cept a lot of f_cking problems and a lot of f_cking pain
And here I go b_tching 'cause my Jesus piece missing
Got a feeling housekeeping finally caught a n_gga slipping
Eyes wide open, they just found a pot of gold
Now lil' Julio is somewhere shining on you hoes
But that's how it goes, f_ck it I'm still breathing
Like my lil' n_gga Jaheim, we here for a reason
[Outro]
That's my lil' man Jaheim. He said, "Cole, can you shout me out on a song?"
I was like, "I don't know man," but in my mind I knew I would shout him out though, you know
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