[Produced by Pharrell Williams & Sounwave]
[Intro]
Yeah
Ten toes to the ground
Yeah
[Hook 1]
Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning
I got a better way to fight these demons
f** do you know ‘bout my pain? blaow
Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning
I got a better way to fight them demons
f** do you know ‘bout my pain?
[Verse 1]
If I quote it n***a, I wrote it n***a
Six head shots, I'll erode a n***a
Pop another clip and I'm reloaded n***a
Ain't no way around it, I'm the coldest n***a
Do a n***a dirty life's a coal, my n***a
Get you cleaned up then I fold you n***a
Shout out to the haters who promote a n***a
Flow hot, whip cold, I'm bipolar n***a
But I don't like to talk about a Rover n***a
Keep this sh** a hundred, I just sold it n***a
Tired of police looking at me like I stole it n***a
Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla n***a
Don't need a rollie on to know I'm getting older n***a
Dreamville going way up like a floater n***a
Couple hands out like I owe them n***as
Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my n***a?
No snakes in the gra** cause I mowed it n***a
[Hook 2]
f** do you know ‘bout my pain?
(Right there let me get that there)
f** do you know ‘bout my dreams?
Nada
(If you really believe it, gotta talk about it
You heard about what happens when you talk about it
n***as lookin' at you funny when they start to doubt it
f**ing up your energy when you start to doubt it too)
Rollercoaster ride
(Start to doubt it too)
How much do it cost?
(Start to doubt it)
If I take a ride, f** around get lost
(Shoutout my n***a Ib)
Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost?
(El Presidente and sh**)
(He want me to talk my sh** for y'all)
If I take a ride, f** around get lost
[Verse 2]
Cole world you should stay off this dick
I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks
Took a couple minutes and I sold out staples
A n***a getting cream like an old a** Laker
But I ain't coming to talk about all that paper
That's what they talk about when they ain't got sh** to say
Can't understand why n***as never got sh** to do
You know the saying, same sh** n***a, different day
I never felt that, no way
Cause on the same day a n***a doing different sh**
Spit different flows hit different chicks
Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips
Why I do a lot of shows? I'm the sh**, that's it
Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists
Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris
So if I f** six b**hes I got six a**ists n***a
The flow sick as sh**, catch ebola if you bit this sh**
I never take, I invent the sh** then flip the sh**
Then lick the sh**, and bit the sh** back twice, I'm that nice, woo
What's the plan?
Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam
Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam
I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan
But instead they make a young n***a fund the man
Same man that keep a young n***a under, damn
I just co*ked back n***a and my gun don't jam
On a scale from one to ten I'm a hundred grand
[Outro]
It's Cole f**in' world n***a
Dreamville in this motherf**er, Top Dawg in this motherf**er
"When you and K. Dot sh** drop?"
b**h never, they can't handle two Black n***as this clever
But this February, bet sh** get scary when I f** around and drop...
(Censor Tone)