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[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, this is the fathers aint living
at not with us
see em round the city and won't even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, wont smile in mirrors
and we learn to hoes off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city
to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on them
dodgin people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some things that I'd rather not
shawty crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her like them boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the boys too
see that yellow tape and the boys in
a on a strecther and though i never met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, they try and get ya
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, the ropes lke a wrestler
if them wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the of our shirts saying we miss ya
(we ya)

Come me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you do whats best for me
but is it cool if we negotiate my
they always me it's temporary
why its feelling like a cemetary
my aint got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us were equiped
you heard me say I was
i probably make
I'm trying to get
I'm tryna quit
who wrote the here
these kids there whole life just killing time
the race with no finish line
they tryna us with they ropes
but Im tryna
I think my pride might become my suicide
but I aint go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you find some hope
cause I aint
my gon' last forever,
you can hold the
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a smoke
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons raised by bo but there's no kings
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Cole
Come me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Verse 3]
It seems like n-ggas either feel ya or they try and ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint acting
you play cards he deal no matter how peculiar
they me that its God's will, I'm asking God will ya
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iller a n-gga from artist pain, smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to sane so I came out-side
where they with them thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time they blew boys brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the spill its a shame
it ever slow up
alot of n-ggas getting older but never grow up
and do they son's they fathers did and never show up
don't even cry it, just another episode of life
the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul's no refunds
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes the ropes like a wrestler
if them wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts we miss ya
another day, another song, a mother
another
but still we play aint nothing wrong
like aint wrong
cause aint wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but I pass
I gotta
I ball
I gotta
n-gga I gotta