J. Cole - Be (Freestyle) Lyrics

Cole world, cold blooded
Trapping n*ggas at my shows and them hoes love it
Backpacking n*ggas with the Afros love it
So don't holla at a n*gga if you got no budget
Trying to get my braid up, nope not talking cornrolls
Trying to get my grade up, oh, look how my score rolls
Playing Jigga hits he say "good, make more of those"
Cole got delivery b*tch, you got digornoes
They f*cking with me because I'm real as sh*t
Well if you feel this sh*t, here goes some realer sh*t
I signed a big deal and went to the dealership
Man they took one look at my credit and said forget it
Now I'm in this train with a mil to my name
Ain't sh*t changed because I still feel the pain
Like a gym or a rim dog, I'm built for the game
Something like a pimp because I'm still with the caine'
Uh, a little drug dealer reference what, I can't try
These n*ggas out here lying, why can't I
Flashbacks where my teacher told me I can't fly
Then he looked at n*gga crazy because I say why
Now look, no wings but I'm flier than the birds
Co-signer on a beamer, but it's whiter than the burbs
Something like a genius, but man I've done been a nerd
Just choosing bad b*tches while admiring the curves
That might have been a noun, that might have been a verb
But I'm just trying to find what you hiding in that skirt
Hey Cole got it coming now he might've been the first
So she only f*ck with him like a choir in a church
Good God, momma told him get a good job
Be a doctor or a lawyer, if you're black they won't employ ya'
Well n*gga I'ma show ya', this that Jesse Jackson uh
'Firmative; action so master I'm taxing uh
Don't let the cover fool ya', b*tch I ain't no freshman
In my own class man, I write my own passes
I hear the shots fired, yeah I see the stones casted
My sh*t is already fire, don't gas it
N*ggas hear my album say sound like a classic
N*ggas say your album might not even see the plastic
Bastard, how you gonna match with a n*gga
Who done mastered the sh*t you practice
Catch this, a real n*gga til' the day of my casket
Put on for my city like my favorite jacket
Man you gonna wear that every god damn night
Know that I'm paid for this sh*t, n*gga you God damn right

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