J. Cole - Freestyle (Hip Hop Nation) lyrics

[Verse] Crack music, n***a...get smacked music, n***a! Look, you see them ruby red diamonds on my ice You can call it what you want sh**'ll prolly change ya life If you stole it and you pawned it You should prolly think twice, well connected so I'm on it Well connected on yo flight, you n***as be writing sonnets writing sonnets Like we miss you we miss you Mama go get the tissue Them things start blastin, Mark Jackson can't a**ist you Life cut short like initials, raps or the pistols One way or another, I'mma uplift you BLAOW!! You believe me, then you crazy All these little n***as out here wanna be me but they lazy Step ya game up get ya name up Look how I came up Remember this b**h in high school I liked said I was lame but I played it off Deep down I was ashamed But walking through these hallways, all you got is your name The boy she liked was g-like and very slang Whips and fresh clothes and so they doing they thang I ain't good enough I ain't hood enough This older n***a stepped up to me at my locker I said put em up ready to jab at Much to my surprise that n***a backed back And went about his way I threw my notebook in my backpack Walked home just to get my thoughts goin It's a hardcore world if they think you soft p**n n***as will try to f** you And steal, rob, or cut you And we ain't sellin dope but we still gotta hustle And this that crack music, n***a thatget smacked music, n***a!