J. Cole - Revenge Of The Dreamers lyrics

I'm on the zone which is all on fire n***a check my tire Your worse fears confirmed 'No application,I'm higher this year 'that b**ch to slash my n***a's tire,oh,yeah I know about you,b**ch,I know about you,ok? Came up on a good n***a,he ain't have a clue about you Tried gto tell that n***a Don't trust the b**ch as far as you can smell a n***a But you live and you learn On this road to rich n***az bound to miss a few turns Don't let the bridges that you cross turn into bridges you burn You're bound to miss a few turns Don't let the bridges that you f**k it,you don't hear me Look,I walk along this long harbor of life and sit on the ' Reflect on my pain and sh*t on my fears Should I feel an 'of guilt that I outdid all my peers? Or write my name in the sky and show them n***az I'm here? This one is for the history books,picture me shook or failin' This is revenge of the dreamers Mistery took a million of my n***az ' hopes from them Don't even know some of them No more,the coke numbed them,no suicide notes from them They are k**in' themselves ,slowly k**in' themselves 5 iPhones dropped,my n***a still in the cell He said he found God,sh*t I doubt it ,to 'his own Whatever keeps you strong to get up out it We need you home Cause see,a war is goin' on outside ,I 'cried When that boy that the cops shot died My mouth wide opened from the shock Sick and tired and hoping it will stop This pen the only hope that I got I open up ,shot,and break out Got what you want,got what you need My heart on my sleeve ,watch me bleed,I break out Dreamville is the team,my team ill and faints And you ain't real as you seem , And we can tell,n***a f**k what you think,cause if your sh*t don't stink n***a my sh*t won't stink,cause it can't I break out I gotta break the f**k up out of here Dreamville is the team,my team ill and faints And you ain't real as you seem ,and we can tell n***a War stories,got tour stories Pop 4 who*es on the top floor stories n***az know every verse is worth a brick of blow Just a seven figure n***a ,got the game in figure 4 I know at times I'm hypocritical ,you n***az dig it though I f**k until my dick be sore,leave b**ches walkin' pigeon toe And break out On to the next b**ch,homie Your new chick ,that's my ex-b**ch,homie In fact I'm still logged in her Netflix,homie Just make sure she cooks your breakfast,homie Her bacon slimmin' but her eggs get 'funny So many bombs,you'd think Flex got money from me Cold world but my neck gets sunny Now I don't f**k around with hoes from reality shows Or blow up dolls,cause don't like havin's** with dummies,love me No disrespect meant,honey,this is just a compilation of my observations While trapped in this God-forsaken nation sh*t,but since we makin' conversation I've been thinkin' me and you would make a bangin' combination I know that you mad ,I know what I said But my dick be arguin' with my head,all you with the bed Well,if so,let's break out Got what you want,got what you need My heart on my sleeve ,watch me bleed,I break out Dreamville is the team,my team ill and faints And you ain't real as you seem , And we can tell,n***a f**k what you think,cause if your sh*t don't stink n***a my sh*t won't stink,cause it can't I break out I gotta break the f**k up out of here Dreamville is the team,my team ill and faints And you ain't real as you seem ,and we can tell n***a