Album Name

2014 Forest Hills Drive

Artist

J. Cole

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2014.12.09

Release Agency

Sony Music

G.O.M.D. - J. Cole
Hollywood Cole
Go
Ay Hollywood
Hollywood Cole
Go

You wanna know just where I'm at
Well let me tell you 'bout it
I put my city on the map
But let me tell you 'bout it
They tryna say I can't come back
Ay let me tell you 'bout it
Man fuck them nigga I come back
Ay let me tell you 'bout it
I wanna tell you 'bout it
Hands up everybody run
Cole outside
and he say he got a gun
Niggas like man
that's what everybody say
Go and pop the trunk
and everybody dead
Everybody scared of the nigga
Aware that the nigga is better
All my bitches the pick
of the litter
Never bitter
Niggas is faker than anime
Me I never hate
get cake like Anna Mae woah
Eat the cake bitch
eat the damn cake
Fuck good nigga we demand great
Order Domino's
and she take off all her clothes
Nigga you know how it goes
make the pizza man wait
The best kept secret
Even hoes try and keep it
and I leak the damn tape
Rest in peace any nigga want beef
Even secret service couldn't
keep the man safe
I said to the window to the wall
My nigga ride when I call
Got bitches all in my mind
Fuck nigga blocking my shine
I know the reason you feel the way
I know just who you wan' be
So everyday
I thank the man upstairs
That I ain't you and you ain't me
Get off my dick woah
Get the fuck off my dick
Get off my dick woah
Get the fuck off my dick nigga
Get off my dick bitch woah
Get the fuck off my dick
Get off my dick bitch woah
Man fuck them niggas
I come home
and I don't tell nobody
They gettin' temporary dough
and I don't tell nobody
Lord will you tell me
if I changed I won't tell nobody
I wanna go back to Jermaine
and I won't tell nobody
This is the part that
the thugs skip
Young nigga never had love
You know foot massage
back rub shit
Blowing bubbles
in the bathtub shit
That is until I met you
Together we done watch years go by
Seen a river of your tears go by
Got me thinkin' bout some kids
still I
Tell them hoes come through
The break up
Get to know somebedy and you
learn a lot about 'em
When we long for you
start to doubt 'em
Tell yourself you better off
without 'em
Then in time you will find
can't walk without 'em
Can't talk without 'em
can't breath without 'em
Came here together
you can't leave without 'em
So you walk back in
make a scene about 'em
On your Amerie
it's just 1 thing about 'em
It's called love
Niggas don't sing about it no more
Don't nobody sing about it no more
No more no more
It's called love
Niggas don't sing about it no more
Don't nobody sing about it no more
Nigga I don't sing about this
shit no more
But there a nigga
in the club singing
I said to the window to the wall
My nigga ride when I call
Got bitches all in my mind
Fuck nigga blocking my shine
I know the reason you feel the way
I know just who you wan' be
So everyday
I thank the man upstairs
That I ain't you and you ain't me
Get off my dick
But every nigga
in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
Got all the bitches
in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
And all they mamas
let their kids sing it
Sing this song yeah
The baby mamas and the mistresses
Singing this song yeah
Song yeah song song yeah
The make up
This shit is retarded

Why every rich black nigga
gotta be famous
Why every broke black nigga
gotta be brainless
That's a stereotype
Driven by some people up in
Ariel Heights
Here's a scenario
Young Cole pockets is fat
like little Terrio
Dreamville give us a year
we'll be on every show
Yeah fuck nigga I'm very sure
Fuck the rest
I'm the best nigga out
When I'm back home
I'm the best in the South
When I'm in LA
I'm the best in the West
You can test you can test
I'mma stretch niggas out
Oooh I'mma stretch niggas out
That go for all y'all
if I left niggas out
This shit for everbody
on my testicle
Please make sure you
put the rest in your mouth ho