Get Free Cole World

J. Cole

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Sometimes I think about it
And my pour heart wants to die about it
About the sweet sweet love I lost
And the weed I got double double cost

My god who else my free
I see it now and then
But I pretend I'm doing fine

When I'm about to lose my mind
Oh nigga I grew up fast money falling out my pocket
I got too much cash

Came for nothing and I'm pocket she got too much ash
Like damn, well if you must cash
Like god damn what if you must ask

Wait for the school hot nox but you crew cut class
And that's why don't think I got a crew club pass
When I'm in the v police fuckin with me

No sort no license I got this fucking degree
Over long sicking I ain't to see
Unless you're talking lock busters you niggas you're not

You more diggy, me I'm more biggy no distant to the young one
I'm just rapping get bored quickly
Just to make your for that line more with me

Join the game let the for these hores with me
Run through their doors with me
Hit the rist cut and for the night

Leave a two dight wallets change a nigga life right
What up Vanessa I love you one semester
Thank to my professor I ball like uncle Vester

Thinking bout the ball I used to have above the dresser
Have to shit I roll down I did it so now
I got new dolls

Plus my money and new ball
Funny how my all eyes is suddenly my new hoe
Caught it every chicks and she model she swallow

So I only fuck with hatrix
Bitches what a few goals
Bitches what a few goals
Niggas keep me how I feel

Not even slightly interested in what
I got a great purpose that I hate the purpose
I'm a stack paper hustle than the relax later

Certainly 'cause I'm brain change that's the way it's purpose
Look how made em nervous
Niggas is shaking I know they're faking

Okay you were killing right
Jamaican and, and me and Beyoncé
Energy is Christ behaving, Amd Lvoe

From saving so fucking now good niggas is waiting
I'm the dead b father you're the little brother
Another words god damn it I'm a mother fucker is call

It's only right I brought back the soul
I got way to electro
Did the techno
Half way have no more
Way too call flow best show

Learn something boy
Cheap nigga if you look our
Matter of fact if you was your hands up
Call for you nigags go for your ass cup is call
Yeah yeah yeah cold world
This nigga eve is a bitch
You told me to talk talking my shit

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