J. Cole - Forbidden Fruit lyrics

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J. Cole - Forbidden Fruit lyrics

(Ft. Kendrick Lamar) [Hook: J. Cole] Me and my b**h took a little trip Down to the garden took a little dip (Oh noo) Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip Took a little sip Took a little sip Took a little sip [Verse 1: J. Cole] Hey yo, I walk through the valley of the shadow of d**h Where n***as hold TECs like they mad at the ref That’s why I keep a cross on my chest Either that or a vest Do you believe that Eve had Adam in check? And if so, you gotta except to sip juice from the forbidden fruit and get loose Cole is the king, most definite sponsored links My little black book thicker than the old testament n***as pay for head but the p**y sold separate Same b**h giving brains to the minister The same reason they call Mr. Cee “the finisher” Forbidden fruit, watch for the Adam’s apple Slick with words don’t hate me, son What you eat don’t make me sh** and who you f** don’t make me come Put a price on my head won’t make me run Try to k** me but it can’t be done Cause my words gon’ live forever You put two and two together Cole here forever [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] [Bridge x2] b**hes come and go (you know that) Money come and go (you know that) Love come and go (don’t sh** last) [Verse 2: J. Cole] Take a seat baby girl you’ve been all in my mind I know I ain’t called gotta pardon my grind Just copped a Maroon 5, no Adam Levine ‘Came a man by myself, only father was time I know that she relate baby daddy ain’t sh** So she raise that n***a kids but she swallowing mine And that’s why you all in my mind All in my line like calling number nine Cause a n***a poppin’ like Harlem in the nine-seven Way before Mase was a reverend I was a young n***a making A’s at eleven At twelve, tryna get that taste of the heaven, or hell Only time gon' tell f** her while her mama home “baby, don’t yell” How many records do a n***a gotta sale just to get the cover of XXL Or Fader? f** your magazine hater When I say that I’m the greatest I aint talkin’ about later I’mma drop the album the same day as Kanye Just to show the boys the man now like Wany'a And I don't mean no disrespect I praise legends but this what's next The boy sick can't disinfect Life's a b**h and the p**y’s wet My clip is loaded and this is the kiss of d**h (Blao!) [Hook] [Bridge x2] [Outro: J. Cole] Dont sh** last, and you know that Went to hell got hot didnt melt Only man above me is God himself All these n***as is below me Word to Fife, Q-Tip, Ali, and Jerobe What up, Queens? Cole is the King and you know that Started from a dollar and a dream and you know that Never give a bird, but you ring you know that b**h, b**h, this should be my new ad-lib I got a new one, I finally got a cool ad-lib Be out at all the shows, everybody be like “b**h” b**h, b**h, b**h Or you can do the low cool sh**: b**h