I'm Gone Lyrics - Friday Night Lights - J. Cole

[J Cole - Verse 1] 

I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last 

I dont trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast 

got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash 

if the police run up on me I aint stopping for their ass 

boy you know my Ls dirty if they stop me Im goin to jail surely 

Ill be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me 

man let me out send me back to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty) 

and all I gotta do is call once and shell be all ready 

yeah buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell 

I dont even open my mail 

Im in the shower with soap on the towel 

I need cleansing 

bad bitches all on the prowl they need Benzes 

p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching 

they names aint even mentioned 

I got dreams bigger then your whole team 

You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so green 

I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting plenty money 

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one time for the city, yea 

two times for you 

hey 

and one time for the city, hey 

two times for you 

hey 

[J Cole - Verse 2] 

Look kid, its raining outside boy 

f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy 

they guns dumb bell a n-gga 

tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace 

we tired of only having just a peace 

and f-ck policing, they killing n-ggas whats the reason 

his daughter starving and she f-cking freezing 

so no wonder why he f-cking squeezing 

they out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo 

bullets wet you like a semen on a hoe 

breathing slow man I inhale 

one day you tryna make rent, next day you in jail 

lord knows he meant well 

so I take the pencil and write like a pen pal 

Some shit thats darker than the tints up on the windshield 

welcome to sinville where n-ggas on base 

sh-t is looking like an infield 

high as a Sprint bill 

what you think, thats the reason why this ink in my pen kills 

phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch Ive been real 

Photos 

one time for the city, yea 

two times for you 

hey 

and one time for the city, hey 

two times for you 

hey 

[Verse 3] 

The more n-ggas sayin 

Cole the wrong one bringin the city shine 

All he ever doin is paintin pictures of crime 

Tellin stories of pain, paintin pictures of dope 

Bitch if you listen Im paintin pictures of hope 

That boy in class embarrassed because he broke 

Hopin the day he wont be the butt of somebodys jokes 

See me; I lived it all from dirt-poorin and trailer 

Worried about my mother and never trustin my neighbors 

To middle-class with a backyard and my own room 

To bein the only black kid in my homeroom 

academically gifted and followed my own rules 

Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home soon 

Was out chasin hos, was out hoopin 

Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet they was foul shootin 

So meet the newest role model who dont know how to fake this sh-t 

Never sold a rock and look I made it bitch 

[Hook] 

One time for the city, yea 

two times for you 

hey 

and one time for the city, hey 

and two times for you 

hey 

[Outro] 

Girl its been so long, Ive been gone from you 

But you aint gotta worry bout the thangs I do 

Its hard but the thought of you would ease my pain 

Girl I promise they gon know our name 

Aint seen you smile in awhile 

But I been dreamin bout you