Nothing Like It Lyrics - J. Cole

Yeah, Pistol Pete flow, smoke like a swisha sweet blow 

Cole world, get ya Pea Coat 

Rappers got no point, n-ggas miss the free throws so 

Ain't no mystery why there picking me for 

I've been hot since '97, I aint Mr Cee though 

I am Mr NC boy, with the pen destroy any emcee boy 

I'm skinny, didn't eat so I'm hungry like a hostage 

Finally seeing money so it's funny how they eyes lit 

Surprise its, that n-gga that you should have been on 

I handed you n-ggas my demo, dawg I couldn't get on 

One time for my city bitch I'm putting it on 

Like a condom when I'm with your girl, ballin' like it's intramural 

Back in school, hoopin' to impress the girls 

We was young and disconnected from the rest of World 

I reminsce on Andrea, eh, God bless ya girl 

She used to let me sit in class and caress her curves 

Help a n-gga get through puberty, the lessons learned 

From her, wasn't nothing like it 

We passed notes, she read minds like a f-cking psychic and write back 

I was the class clown, I told jokes and hope she liked that 

Rode the bus home and wonder how it be to pipe that 

If I was just a little faster I know I could have smashed her 

But was just a virgin, couldn't make it past flirting 

Now I'm taking baths with there naked ass jerkin 

Make It Last forever playing in the background 

You can that as whatever I was laying that down 

She gon hat emy ass forever, I aint gon bring her back round 

But hold up, what you expect it, how you feeling all neglected? 

Sending all them texted spillin on your dresses 

We knew just what this was before I was feeling on your breast'es 

I never disrespected, I'm clever n-gga check it 

I tried to warn these women, guess they never get the message 

This is Cole, aint nothing like it 

So girls don't wanna f-ck him, now they wanna f-ckin' like him 

and hope you f-ckin' wife him 

Yeah, nuttin' like him 

Yeah, ooh, yeah, oh 

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Aint no other, aint no other n-ggas 

A-aint no, aint no other n-ggas f-cking with me 

Rappers throwin' jabs but it feel like nothing hit me 

Fake n-ggas, snake n-ggas I think something bit me 

Scratch that, can't impersonate perfection man 

But I can school you, this here is the lesson plan 

Now uh uh, some of y'all comparing me 

Either you blind as hell or either you just don't care to see 

Don't make me pull the trigger I think you n-ggas is daring me 

Go f-ck around and get your favourite rapper embarrassed, see 

I'm the supplier of that fire and the kerosene 

Don't wanna make a scene, those aint no shots fired 

Just know the shit that I'm dropping, take you a lot higher 

These n-ggas bitches on the low, they Mrs Doubtfire 

How can you doubt fire, man if you brave enough then come put it out Sire 

The South by your side, this the mouth for your eyes 

You n-ggas spit it with no one to vouch for your lies 

I spit it how you see it, but aint had the words to say it 

I spit it how you think it but aint had the balls to speak it 

I put it out, sit around and let the world critique it 

Until the fans up on it early like a n-gga leaked it 

Just know you f-cking with the best, this be our little secret 

Until the world find out and then y'all gotta shed me 

Til then just know theres nothing like him and theres nothing near me 

Yeah you f-cking hear me 

Yeah, yeh 

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