Back To The Topic Lyrics - Friday Night Lights - J. Cole

Carolina blue kicks, pedal to the metal 

Feeling like a puppet and the Devil is Geppetto 

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high 

You can pick apart my raps, I ain't told ya na' lie 

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line 

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can't find 

Fine young man with an old man mind 

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind 

"Aw, no ma'am" I'm an old land mine 

I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time 

Now I'm armed and I'm Fayetnam's finest 

Carolina's savior, marijuana blazer 

Only on occasion cause my mind be racin' 

Lost in my thoughts so my eyes be Asian 

Thinking how these rap niggas gotta be fakin' 

Whole style obviously copied, pasted 

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last 

But when it's all said and done I'mma be ahead of them 

Way that I describe it, prescribe a nigga medicine 

What that I be fly I be higher than the Jet-a-sons 

Moving on up, nigga higher than the Jeffersons 

All about the Benjamins. Bad chicks? Send em in 

Basic hoes? Toss em out, can't even get Waffle House 

Hatin' niggas? Chalk em out. Go on, get the coffin out 

What you talking about? Lil man 

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil' tan 

I'm ill enough to kill cancer: baby, I'm chemo 

Down in Miami and I'm throwed like Marino 

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an Eagle 

No, not on top but down there 

She say she want to hop on top, "girl, I don't care" 

You better get yours fore I reach mine 

Cause then I'm throwing peace signs 

If you a freak, I can take you to your peak 

Girl I do it to the maximum: Nissan 

And I hope you a believer 

I'm quarterbacking, trying to get you open like receivers 

Far from an overnight achiever, Cole is like the leader 

Of the new niggas, to tell the truth I'm only fucking with a few niggas 

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, I sit back 

And reflect on the rap game, I came 

From out of nowhere 

Nigga, I swear them lames ain't know how to prepare 

Got niggas shouting out "The 'Ville, I gotta go there" 

Boy don't you know you get shot over there? 

I say my prayers cause this life ain't fair 

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain't there 

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain't there 

Yeah late at night, when I got the phone call and made a right 

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head 

Hit it then I quit it 'fore she even made the bed 

Damn I'm no good, but damn it's so good 

I'm picturing that body like a camera phone would 

Something like Rihanna while I'm up in that vagina 

Type of chick that only dress in something that's designer 

I could give a fuck as long as there's something that's behind of her 

Got the type of bump that make a dog wanna hump 

Back to the topic, actually forgot it 

Hoes, money, I'm the shit...oh yeah, I'm reminded 

The way I put the words together, cleverly align em 

These other rap niggas should never be a problem 

And I'm ghost 

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