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There's a nigga now somewhere
He at the table with a bowl of Jacks
And he's reading the back of the
And in the Apple Jacks he's writing some shit
And he wants my
I'ma him though, I'ma sign him.
I don't want no

Like we always do at this time, Cole your mind
Hey dummy, this no accident, all of was designed
my time, crept from behind
And I up your blinds, rise and shine!
Cole World, same nigga used to drive around yo girl
In my mama's Civic, now I'm out here get it
I ain't like you lame ass niggas, boy I spit it how I it
So when you see me in the streets, man I got a mimic
Cause I got an image to uphold, this real shit
I ain't got a gimmick, I flow and niggas went nuts for
The boy set fire to the booth
In a game full of it turns out that I'm the truth
Some say rap's alive, it turns out that I'm the proof
'Cause the ones y'all thought would save the day can't even tie my
The ones thought could hang with me can't even tie my noose
Let these words be my bullets nigga, I don't rhyme I
Bang!

Before I
I pray to the Lord, my to take
My soul to take, my soul to take, my soul to

Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper, get rich 'fore I see my caper
Hope my mama get to see Jamaica before she meet her
Our hoop was never good enough to ever be a
But these I record got me ballin', Jordan
More a rapper this a natural disaster
Boy, I'm meaner than mixed with Gina
"Shut up, Cole!", this is for my back home
Homes, Bo?
This is for them bitches played me, waddup ho?
No I mad, it's sad, you went from bad to real bad
Two kids that don't even their real dad
sad, baby girl I wish you still had it
Then maybe you could get a taste of Villematic
It's Cole still at it, y'all be talkin' the same shit
Than how I feel about it, mama was a real
That's why I don't respect that lyin' ass shit you talkin'
Cole plannin' funerals, you might fit the

Get on job lil man, this ain't Saturday!
We in two lanes, you can't navigate
We in two different games, you playin' cake
you're lame, you're Shane Battier
You out of shape, my mind run a a minute
The sky's the limit, I'm so high, I'm in it
My rides is tinted, my knob's gettin' up in it
She hollerin' God, man you would've that God was in it
But it's just a nigga God
The best out, pride'll make you not admit it
Word, this shit vibe nigga, why you noddin' with it?
The hate in your can't stop your soul from vibin' with it
Now you all conflicted cause my is wicked
And my hoes is thicker and all of yours is me
they know a star when they see a star, nigga
Ain't even got to fuck him to he a raw nigga
I got her in my bedroom, but up, nigga
You so many hoes, you a hero nigga!
of honor, I'm feelin' on top like Pac
When he with Madonna
Hey, is death before dishonor
Get and forget to tell my mama
She got enough to stress
My gonna get me out
Then we hit the club with the thugs and the
No criminal record but I'm makin' records
Isn't it ironic? Isn't it
Jacket so you wouldn't even try on it
But it fit me perfect, I purchase it if I it
The city on my shoulder, so no girl, you cry on it
When you make a list of the aye, am I on it?
Maybe not yet but bitch I got the set
It goes tick-tock, on lock
Sun gon' but the rain won't stop
Oh no!

If I die before I wake
I pray to the Lord, my soul to
My to take, my soul to take