J. Cole - Winter Schemes lyrics

[Produced by Jake One] [Intro: J. Cole] I gotta ask Jake One for the beat though I don't know if he'll be cool with letting... I don't know man it's really some album sh** Takin it up?? [Verse One: J. Cole] Yeah winter schemes for my summer dreams Winning seems to become routine It's my thing Underdog, never under yall I touch down in your city like a hundred yard Dash, never punt at all Last thing I need is four downs My baddest just graduated from Georgetown Grad school, cause a n***a like em grown up Im seeing rappers in the gym trying to tone up I've seen rappers on the road, no one showed up I feel partially to blame let me own up I'm sorry, brand new Ferrari But really though im frontin I really don't mind discussin That Bugatti in that Beyonce video was just for stuntin Scared to mash the gas Cause if i f**ed around and crashed That would have been my a** That whip is 'bout a million cash (million cash?) And dog i just got rich How you gonna take a million from me,dog? i just got this Came a long way from that weak a** advance Was in the Honda on that LIE pa**ing fast Wasn't about the money then cause he had the chance Built it from the ground up, no hit singles Just a lot of f**ing gifts, n***a, no Kris Kringle Cole I'm the reason that your old b**h single Gave her dick made her whole sh** tingle ya feel me? Born Sinner doubt this diamond chain gon' heal me Lord let me k** the game and pray the game don't k** me Multi before I die b**h believe that These rappers rich as f** but don't know where their seeds at It's a shame, n***as lame, this is fame for ya I gotta be the only one that didn't change for ya I saw ya sortin through trash and brought change for ya Open up their lane, do I gotta say names for ya? And I ain't even flexin Plottin on that Warm Up 2, I'm just stretchin Fourth quarter, so much due but f** stressin I just step into the ring and do my mothaf**in thing (my mo'f**in thing) Fourth quarter, so much due but f** stressin I just step into the ring and do my mothaf**in thing (my mo'f**in thing) Wale k** these n***as man [Verse 2: Wale] Ugh, ugh Wooooo! Gifted! Ya! Spring greening but I'm winter frigid And with this summer album got me booking all them b**hes Until I'm par with b**hes, my parking garage official Boy I play with foreigns and I feel just like Kawhi Leonard God-given talent, momma gave me pa**ion Got me, a Rihanna feature, y'all should see my demographic Copy us, dap me up, rapping n***as done got me f**ed Half these n***as is carbon copy, faking a n***a would be redundant right? I'm tryna shed a bunch a light In a country where n***as follow models and hype You know, trends and that sh** n***as wearing leather down in a 110 Just a cla**ic-a** n***a Rapping circles 'round these squares, out of shape, and I ain't tripping Shoe game prolific, this Hublot a ticket This Ron Simmons meets Richard Simmons, go Google their differences As I Maneuver the industry, few is against me, I ride With shooters but truthfully, tryna get loot out of Disney, I'm high I'm tripping, I'm fried, forgive me, that's right, you with me A cold world if I ain't slide by your chimney, we gifted Tryna distribute what Allah has given me, listen But some of the bars are synagogues to a godless opinion And dig it, in layman's terms Man these lames can't contain these words New slaves we were, we were shut down, we were not proud for those things we stood 'Till we bust out, then bust down on that chain, we good New black soul, new black soul, new black soul Ain't toot my horn but I'm the new Satchmo This Bishop Tutu with a 2Pac flow You n***as think too slow, you Pikachu but I'm Pica**o Peep how I do it, gotta deep mind so I free my quotes Peep my approach, I'm thinking more like Lee Iacocca Come see my show, this sh** look like that door knob broke There's hoes and hoes, and I'm sure I'm bout to know like four You P-Myers replace me, then that four-five show And I'm just saying if I don't make it I'll still feed my folks Still I keep sh** real, I ain't never been a s**er though Gold albums on my bronze game, f**ing stupid And I'll f**ing do it, new legend sh** got me juiced Whoever got problems with Folarin come find me, pursue it Remind you of a time there was knowledge in music And I do it for the n***as that promise the future New black soul, new black soul, new black soul And any b**h that got me twisted only grew my fro Ha, and it's like that, right? Right? And it's like that, right? Uh, uh, Gifted!