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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Like we always do at this time,
Cole blowin' your mind
Hey dummy, this no accident,
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all of this was designed
Took my time, crept from behind
And I opened up your blinds,
rise and shine
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Cole World, same nigga used
to drive around with yo girl
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now I'm out here tryna get it
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I ain't like you lame ass niggas,
boy I spit it how I live it
So when you see me in the streets,
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man I ain't got a mimic
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'Cause I ain't got an image to uphold,
this real shit
I ain't got a gimmick,
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I just flow and niggas went nuts for
The boy that set fire to the booth
In a game full of liars it turns
out that I'm the truth
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Some say that rap's alive,
it turns out that I'm the proof
'Cause the ones y'all thought would save
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the day can't even tie my boots
The ones y'all thought could hang
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with me can't even tie my noose
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Let these words be my bullets nigga,
I don't rhyme I shoot
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Bang
Verse 2
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I pray to the Lord, my soul to take
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My soul to take, my soul to take,
my soul to take
Verse 3
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Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper,
get rich 'fore I see my life caper
Hope my mama get to see Jamaica
before she meet her maker
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Our hoop was never good
enough to ever be a Laker
But these words I record got me ballin',
Jordan
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More than a rapper this a natural disaster
Boy, I'm meaner than Katrina
mixed with Gina
"Shut up, Cole!",
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this is for my niggas back home
Homes, waddup Bo?
This is for them bitches that played me,
waddup ho?
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No I ain't mad, it's sad,
you went from bad to real bad
Two kids that don't even
know they real dad
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Real sad, baby girl I wish you still had it
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Then maybe you could get a taste
of livin' Villematic
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It's Cole still at it,
y'all be talkin' 'bout the same shit
Than how I feel about it,
mama was a real addict
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That's why I don't respect that
lyin' ass white shit you talkin'
Cole plannin' funerals,
you might fit the coffin
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Verse 4
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I pray to the Lord, my soul to take
My soul to take, my soul to take,
Verse 5
my soul to take
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Get on your job lil man,
We in two different lanes,
We in two different games,
you playin' patty cake
Brother you're lame,
you're Shane Battier
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You out of shape,
my mind run a mile a minute
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I'm so high, I'm divin' in it
My rides is tinted,
my knob's gettin' slobbed up in it
She hollerin' God,
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man you would've thought that God was in it
But it's just a nigga God invented
The best out,
foolish pride'll make you not admit it
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Well if this shit ain't fire nigga,
why you noddin' with it?
The hate in your blood can't stop
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your soul from vibin' with it
Now you all conflicted 'cause
my flows is wicked
And my hoes is thicker and all of
yours is pickin' me
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'Cause they know a star when
they see a star, nigga
Ain't even got to fuck him to
know he a raw nigga
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I got her in my bedroom,
but cheer up, nigga
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You saved so many hoes, you a hero nigga
I'm feelin' on top like Pac
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When he slept with Madonna
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Hey, this is death before dishonor
Get arrested and forget to tell my mama
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She got enough to stress about
My nigga gonna get me out
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Then we hit the club with
the thugs and the liquors
No criminal record but I'm makin'
criminal records
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Isn't it ironic? Isn't it iconic?
Jacket so expensive you
wouldn't even try on it
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But it fit me perfect, I purchase it if I want it
The city on my shoulder, so no girl,
you can't cry on it
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When you make a list of the greatest aye,
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am I on it?
Maybe not yet but bitch I got the clock set
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It goes tick- tock, game on lock
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Sun gon' shine but the rain won't stop
Interlude 1
Oh no
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Verse 6
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If I should die before I wake
I pray to the Lord, my soul to take
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My soul to take, my soul to take
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