Trouble Lyrics - J. Cole

I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right 

I said liquor all in my breath, bitches all in my sight 

I said real niggas trying to fuck, fuck niggas wanna fight 

I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life 

Yeah, God flow 

Paint a picture like a young Pablo, Picasso 

Niggas say I live fast, die young, so I drive slow 

And pray I die old 

In the drop with the top low 

Met a bad bitch from Chicago, my hat wasn't cocked, yo 

Kept it straight, shit, cause y'all know 

And if not, you'll learn how them niggas in the Chi go 

I ain't fuck her but I'm thinkin' 'bout it 

My niggas say why you gotta think about it? 

The bitch want too much, hit my phone too much 

If I gotta be frank about it, ain't worth the stress 

First the text, then the draws, see first the sex 

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Then it's calls cause the bird's obsessed 

Want flowers, cards, and the purses next 

Nah, bitch can't get a dollar 

Can get a nut, heard Can't Get Enough 

Now she fuck a nigga thinkin' that she may hit the lotto 

No way Jose, could write a book called "The Things Hoes Say" 

Show a lot of love to my sisters though 

But these bitches so predictable 

I'm in trouble 

Gettin' to the promised land 

You don't want problems, I promise man 

I take you to the promise land 

You don't want problems, I promise man 

I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right 

I said liquor all in my breath, bitches all in my sight 

I said real niggas trying to fuck, fuck niggas wanna fight 

I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life 

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And I'm going back to school 

Only for the hoes and a class or two 

Young bad bitch made the pastor drool 

Everybody sweat her like Catholic school 

Sat next to her in the back of the class 

Cheated off her test and I'm grabbin' her ass 

She like "Don't you know this shit already? Nigga ain't you rich already?" 

Yeah, but I got dumb as shit 

Hangin' 'round these rappers cause they dumb as shit 

But I'm back on track, jumpshot wasn't that good 

Couldn't sell crack but I rap good 

That's one stereotype, know a lot of niggas that'll marry your type 

Bad bitch with a degree, I let 'em scoop ya 

I'm Koopa, I never been the Mario type 

No saving hoes 

I ain't fooled cause a lot of cool bitches that a nigga went to school with is major hoes 

And they mans don't know, they mans don't know, fo sho 

Had a nigga baby, little mans don't know 

Momma was a freak, got it in on the low 

12 years later when my song come on, he ask 

"Momma did you fuck J. Cole?" 

Whoa 

Gettin' to the promised land 

You don't want problems, I promise man 

I take you to the promise land 

You don't want problems, I promise man 

I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right 

I said liquor all in my breath, bitches all in my sight 

I said real niggas trying to fuck, fuck niggas wanna fight 

I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life