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J. Cole

Genres: Hip-Hop

Get Free Cole World Lyrics - J. Cole

Strictly for the survivors 

The 800 number dodgers 

Boy, what I tell ya ass bout picking up that phone 

When the number unknown 

Tell them people I ain't home 

Half black learning white lies 

Niggas broke her heart now she trying white guys 

Too ashamed to bring around cause her homegirls'll 

clown like 

"Girl I ain't know you like 'em bitesize" 

She embarrassed now 

On edge cause she gotta meet his parents now 

They probably think I'm no good for 'em 

Too dark, too thick, too hood for 'em 

Now she sitting at the dinner table wondering what I'm 

doing here 

They got me feeling like a job interview in here 

They asking questions about a 5 year plan 

 

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She saying "who I'm foolin', they could never understand" 

They could never understand 

Look at me 

I Just can't believe 

What they've done to me 

We could never get free 

I just wanna be (I just wanna be) 

Look at me 

I Just can't believe 

What they've done to me 

 

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We could never get free 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna dream 

(Fuck is that smell) 

I smell bullshit, it must be an election year 

The more I listen man the more you sound less sincere 

Still I'm wathcing CNN tryna keep up 

In my interviews maybe I should speak up 

Tell the world how I feel like you lying all the time 

And keep 'em niggas walking blind all the time 

But the same niggas think I'm fucking dimes all the time 

Like I'm walking round with money on my mind all the 

time 

And I feed into it 

I'd rather make tracks where I bleed into it 

The singles only the look to sell these niggas the book 

I can only pray that one day you'll read into it 

If not, fuck it, I got my own problems 

Fuck ya beats nigga I produce my own albums 

I zone out, that old sound that I've grown out of 

Was born out of being broke with hope 

But it don't matter I'm on Saturn now and I won't shatter 

As long as this blood grows in my bone marrow I'm 

gonna gather my thoughts 

 

As sharp as a bow and arrow 

Back when I had no dough and no apparrel 

My flow's thorough, now I'm more aware of the perils a 

nigga face 

Loaded pistols with nickle plates, the nigga fake 

That's why I call the shit a race 

Tha gony of defeat, wish the elite could get a taste 

Look at me 

I Just can't believe 

What they've done to me 

We could never get free 

I just wanna be (I just wanna be) 

 

Look at me 

I Just can't believe 

What they've done to me 

We could never get free 

I just wanna be 

I just wanna dream 

We're all together in the same boat 

I know you, you know me 

Baby, you know me 

We're all together in the same boat 

I know you, you know me 

Baby, you know me 

We're all together in the same boat 

I know you, you know me 

Baby, you know me 

I Just wanna dream 

I Just wanna dream 

I Just wanna dream 

Baby, you know me 

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