J. Cole – See It To Believe It Song Lyrics

The songs that I made in my bedroom and shit
Finally give a nigga leg room in this bitch

Yeah Cole World, make way for the chosen one
Aint nobody else I’d rather be, not even Oprah’s son
Momma’s youngest getting paper like the oldest one
We living better guess God felt he owed us one
Closets barely had no clothes in them
So you throw my niggas in hoopty’, but we still bag hoes and them
These niggas give they heart and soul to them
I wonder if they know we doving them
Ass fat so when pinch ‘em (pincher) like a Doberman
Run up on em politicing like Keith Olbermann
What’s your name? Where ya from?
Ya got a dream? I’ll sell ya one
Come and kick it with a nigga on his way to the top
Won’t stop, won’t stop
Hey and don’t stop
Now if it don’t jam the hoes wont rock
And if it aint crack then the fiends wont cop
And you wonder why a nigga got the shit you don’t got

Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it

and don’t stop
Now if it don’t jam the hoes wont rock
And if it aint crack then the fiends wont cop
And you wonder why a nigga got the shit you don’t got

Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it

There’s so much pain on my brain I gotta jot it out
But as of late nigga, it aint been shit to pout about
I turn up the news, my blues seem petty
Cause my view of the city is incredible with no album out
I’m blessed nigga, I’m blessed
When I’m all alone these words just flow out of my chest
Turn ‘em into poems, they worship, I’m the best
And though I’m taking long, they f-ck with me none the less
Yeah, enough sleeping, I put you niggas to rest
The only one saying shit is like a nigga got tourettes, (chyeah)
Unimpressed with you niggas
You the shit only cause I digested you niggas
But I digress, boy you bout as G as a f-cking tie dye vest
And your wifey is a bird even in her Prada dress
Want a nigga like me to come and get her out her nest (out her nest)
Like come and kick it with a nigga on his way to the top

Won’t stop, won’t stop
Hey, dont stop

Now if it don’t jam the hoes wont rock
And if it aint crack then the fiends wont cop
And you wonder why a nigga got the shit you don’t got

Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it

J. Cole – See It To Believe It Song Lyrics

J. Cole – Disgusting Song Lyrics

Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)

I told them recognize , Smith and Wesson.
Now I got her in my bedroom busting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting

Yeah they talk but they don’t know nothing
Nigga eat a dick we the shit no flushing
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
What is you discussing?

Hey, Oh NO
Not another line about how life’s a bitch
Well fuck the world and enjoy it
If she is, wonder can she ride the dick.
If so I take her on a voyage
I like em long legged, Mega Thick
Work it out Ya know employ it
You wanna know how I know I’m the shit
Cuz I keep clogging up the toilet

Coley Cole, Fresh as a Four week old
Not a scratch on me, Hoes ask for me
Niggas ask bout me, Silly if you doubt me
Close your eyes and see where the game is headed without me
Give you the realest nigga, give you the chills
You looking at the reason the label gave you the deal
You remind ‘em of me, Let’s see how does it feel
To know I fathered you niggas and left you out of my will.

Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)

I told her recognize, Smith and Wesson
Now I got her in my bedroom busting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting

Yeah they talk but they don’t know nothing
Nigga eat a dick we the shit no flushing
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
What is you discussing?

‘Nuff of that bullshit cake rap
With your childlike scriptures
I’m busting off nigga take that!
Don’t let the limelight get ya
The hood said we fuckin with you cole say
And we gon’ ride right wit ya
Yeah we know you got college degrees
But we got prior’s like Richard
And here we are
Raps is like CPR
Nigga turn on your tv, BET, you see a star
Me and my team like ET,
Completely we be from Mars
Damn he got bars as if hes speaking of CB4
Need a barrage
A freaky broads, to keep me hard
Like 3 Nicki Minaj’s, flow completely retarded
So I’m deeply regarded as one of the gods
And yes her ass clappin so that a round of applause
I guess

Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)

I told her recognize, Smith and Wesson
Now I got her in my bedroom busting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting

Yeah they talk but they don’t know nothing
Nigga eat a dick we the shit no flushing
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
What is you discussing?

J. Cole – Disgusting Song Lyrics

J. Cole – Killers Lyrics

[J. Cole - Verse 1]
Momma I just killed a man
My body still trembling can you feel my hand
Don’t shed no tears, it won’t be long before they find out it was me momma
This may be the last time you see me free ma
Don’t spend it cryin’
You did your best, me I was blessed, know you were stressed tryin’
To keep me out the streets, me ducking police
Tryin’ not to make a peek to wake you up out your sleep
A drunk and high fool
Skip a class, fluncking high school
I know you taught me better, somehow I never learned
Said I was playing with fire, somehoe I never burned
You tried to set me straight, somehow I never permed
You tried to show me right but somehow I never turned
Lost in a cloud of marijuana, are you sane dummy
Dry your face mommy, your not to blame for me
See I’m a man, I gotta take whatever came for me
At times I wonder ’bout my father
Would it change for me if he was around?
Would I still be running round with the lowlife’s
Bum ass n-ggas no jobs, no life
Seen them n-ggas killed for no price
I watched his life flash before his eyes like a strobe light
I pulled the trigger momma
Tryna be hard, I aint mean to kill the n-gga momma
But what’s done is done
I’m on the run, I live my life like a movie now it’s way too realer
Who woulda thought your baby boy woulda grew up to be a killer

Yeh, now I’m a killer
Guess I’m a killer
They got me in here with the killers
Yeah I mean the killers

[J. Cole - Verse 2]
I wonder whats in store for me
Lately been stressing, pray for blessings, hope that there’s more for me
Than just a simple life
N-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing triple life
Gave up the jump shot
Work on the john shot
Who woulda thought I used to block this n-ggas lay ups
Now he’s in a cell layed up
I wish you well, stay up
Like insomniacs
This life can make a n-gga fold like a laundry mat
I sip this cognac though to ease my brain from all this pain
and so that I react slow, in this fast world
Slow n-ggas, fast girls
Hoes give up ass while these ho n-ggas hold triggers
Blast on ‘em
Hold up that old checker flag for ‘em
Chalk lines by the do not park sign
It’s deep, all these cold hearted n-ggas holding heat
I’d rather blast before they steal a n-gga
Tell ‘em now boy, don’t make me turn into a killer

Yeah, into a killer
Don’t make me turn into a killer
Yeah, to a killer, yeh yeh

[J. Cole - Verse 3]
To those who had love for me in the past
Who woulda thought time would fly by so fast
I remember back in class we used to make believe
Like it was draft day
Swore that we would make the league, be rich
Saturday morning had to rake the leaves, awww shit
Watch how they pile up
Seem like a mile up
I was the blisters on my hand than I dial up my best friend
Skating ring is where we headed tonight
And if a n-gga disrespect, yes we ready to fight
In retrospect that shit seemed petty
At the time, the shit was heavy
Cause life was all about your name
You had to scrap with any n-gga that would call you lame
Ashamed no doubt, so many n-ggas go they brains blown out
Snatched a n-gga chain and he got his name rolled out in obituaries
Another body in a cemetary
Another young n-gga in the penetentiary
And he don’t give a f-ck no missionary
Rap visionary, paint a picture n-gga pictionary
Tell you what it is, I’m a dictionary
I knew a n-gga that threw his d-ck in every chick in every city that he went to
Went hard like the rent do
Till he met the wrong bitch, man just came home ex-convict
And he stay on with that Thriller
Shit, f-cking around with them killers

yeah, with them killers
F-cking around with them killers
Say I’m a killer