World Is Empty Lyrics - The Warm Up - J. Cole

[Verse 1:] 

Yea, like I said man, you niggas need to be out there and smoking something man 

You know what I'm saying? 

Yea, it's Cole, won't lie, won't stop to the race is won 

Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usually turn out to be the fakest ones 

Carolina where I made it from 

Cold world no blanket son 

Girls fast how Jamaican run 

Puffin on the city where the Lakers from, L-A, L-A, la la 

So high everything is a ha ha from me 

Dreamin of the days of a Drop 500 and a bad bitch that will go to Popeyes for me 

You can never tell me that I'm not hungry, if you ever felt what's inside my tummy 

My mom wanting out, is my time running out? 

Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me? 

Hope not... hope not... hope nothope not 

(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you) 

I'm just trynna make it my nigga 

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[Verse 2:] 

Yea yea 

A wise nigga told me don't chase that cash 

Follow your heart you'll make that fast 

Does a stripper love to shake that ass or does she wise to erase that past? 

Got a nigga in her face just gassed like, baby girl why you take this path? 

Stack in his hand trynna make that last, all she thinking bout is how to take his last 

Rub tities in his face and laugh, gotta try not to look fake in fact 

Alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass? 

Okay hes gone now 

Roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear, 

This ain't the life for you baby let me take you out of here cause. 

(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you) 

She like, Nigga yea right, do you know how much mutha fucking money I'm making? 

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[Verse 3:] 

Yea my nigga sit back blow in the air 

Only getting high cause we close to the hell 

Nigga trynna like like Hova oh-well, we broke and that doe coming slow as a snail 

Hustle hard til there no inhale 

Hit the block like a postman with mail 

My brother got knocked now the hold him in cells 

My mom broke but she posted the bail 

Someway, some how niggas feelin like the sun down even when the sun up! 

Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust 

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked 

But, this how niggas was brung up 

A mother just trynna raise her sun up 

Til a stray bullet got his lungs struck 

And the Governor could'ntgive one fuck 

While she sangin 

(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you) 

Damn, told you niggas cold world no blanket 

Tough Luck, yea