Sam Giannelli - LAnd of the Snakes lyrics

Yeah, uh-huh [Verse 1: J. Cole] This the sh** I used to roll down Lewis Street with Look, know some hoes from the past like "Damn Cole, wish I knew that you would be rich" Well, shoulda asked It's funny how these n***as on some real "Be cool with me" sh** I bag two b**hes like it's two of me b**h This the sh** I used to roll down Lewis Street with Finally got my own bedroom in that b**h No more sleeping in my brothers room Like man I might as well be sleeping in my mother room Cause how I'm supposed to sneak hoes with my bro here? Plus she gon' find out I been rocking all his old gear This his flow here, this is no fair This is so pure, this is so clear This is one breath, this is no air Ain't no wedding but I do the most here I'm the President you the co-chair You the player, yeah, I'm the coach here n***a I coast here This weather got me set up on this West Coast yeah Avoiding the snakes, AK's, and coke yeah Get my dick wet but I never let it soak there Man I been thinkin' bout movin' out What? Country boy in the city of New York nine years Ran that sh** like Diddy Riding through South Side Queens like Fiddy [Hook: J. Cole] Nothing's impossible And all you lame n***as show me what not to do I met a real bad b**h in the club tonight She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you" I told her, "Awww baby don't start! I ain't looking for the way to your heart!" She said, "You bout to miss church" while she riding me I like my sundaes with a cherry on top Make that a** drop (drop, drop) Hey make that a** drop (drop, drop) Hey make that a** drop (drop, drop) Hey make that a** drop (drop, drop) [Verse 2: J. Cole] Now if you only had one wish is it devious? Cause you already know who your genie is Ain't get a cover, now your mag on my penis Like damn he turned out to be a genius Damn real sh**, n***a no Pixar You n***as soft like Meagan Good's lips are My kicks hard, my whip hard I came out the womb with my dick hard Back when I was playing Stomp the Yard It'd be a bunch of n***as up on campus talking hard Don't get exposed to these hoes boy knock it off I seen your mama in the Benz when she dropped you off Damn, now who more thorough than me? I paint a picture of my pain for the world to see Could paint a picture of the game but my girl would see Gotta ask myself, "What mean the world to me?" [Hook] Nothing's impossible And all you lame n***as show me what not to do I met a real bad b**h in the club tonight She told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you" I told her, "Aw baby don't start! I ain't looking for the way to your heart!" She said, "You bout to miss church" while she riding me I like my sundaes with a cherry on top Make that a** drop (drop, drop) Hey make that a** drop (drop, drop) Hey make that a** drop (drop, drop) Hey make that a** drop (drop, drop) [Verse 3: J. Cole] Let it rock This the sh** I used to roll down Lewis Street with Yeah, this the sh** I used to roll down Lewis Street with A little Fayettenam n***a out in Beverly Hills That's when I ran into this chick I went to college with Yeah back when a n***a was on scholarship Was in a rush but I still stopped to holla, sh** That's the least I owed her cause see I tried to hit On the first night, and nah I ain't proud of it I boned her in my dorm room and kicked her out of it And I never called back, how thoughtfuless Now I'm standing in the streets tryna politic with her In her mind she calling me a misogynist n***a On some Bobby Brown sh** my prerogative, n***a is to hit and never commit Not realizing when I hit she never forgets So every time I ignore the telephone call Saying I'll hit her back knowing I'm never gon' call She was hurting Now she's staring dead in my face, she was smirking Like, "Yeah I remember and nah you ain't worth sh**, n***a You ain't worth sh**, n***a" This the sh** I used to roll down Lewis Street with