[Hook: J Cole] (00:22)
n***a why you actin' like a ho?/
Know that I'm a ride for you either way it go/
Tell me girl, why you be stressin' me for time?/
When you tell me you love me/
Can't you see I'm trynna grind?/
Yeah, my n***a why you actin' like a b**h?/
If you scared to take a chance/
How the f** we gone get rich?/
Come here baby, why you always insecure?/
Hold on tight to a n***a and be sure/
[Verse 1] (00:43)
One time for your mind, never stay confused/
f**in' with the unloved who love the abuse/
Give love to earn a truce, sh** fire in the booth/
Wipe my a** with the mic' and deliver Blue's Clues/
That means to serve every single bar with a limerick/
Anecdotes, wordplay, and sh**-dippers, I call 'em dipsh**s/
Walkin' round and gettin' it, don't own any cars/
f** You if you ain't about the art of bars from the stars/
[Hook] (01:05)
[Verse 2] (01:27)
Two times for the grind, never play the fool/
Never say never but oxymorons live in these rooms/
Bunch of doped-up n***as just living like coons/
Grand Puba for the students who're true to the rules/
Dalai Llama, Deepak Chopra, Elijah Muhammad/
Three men of faith, what they got in common?/
Attaching the spiritual to the body of the Tutankhamen/
The meaning of GODbody, so why you think I'm on it?/
I give 'em flows like Christmas is just around the corner/
Trynna celebrate Hanukkah and Kwanzaa as a supporter/
Of the real, shoot-to-k** till they k**-to-shoot, Chris Dorner/
Tsarnaev on the track, bombin' n***as back to law and order/
Follow procedures or have your legs removed like Diabetes/
Would do to you if you refuse to supplement the treatment/
Swiss cheese rappers with fibergla** as if I fed it Wheaties/
The screenings high in fiber and you need to die, sir/
k**er emotions like the emoticons' a hitman for hire/
[Hook] (02:11)
[Bridge]
Am not I the king of lyrical, spiritual magens/
Just imagine if lyrics never came into fashion/
n***as'll be rappin' and dressin' like Thugga/
Pushin' the promotion of the opposite of a come-up/
You be on the come-out lookin' to come out undercover/
After that, bodies is what's stashed in the station wagon/
I'll take my chances if you n***as start takin' glances/
Poker face airtight as the lock on an airplane landing/
[Verse 3] (02:55)
Three times because the charm's comin' strong/
Who the fizzuck decided to put you n***as on?/
Where the hell are these emcees headed, dawg?/
Rhymin' schemes that'll rebuild dreams within dreams/
Inception's a good theme/
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