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This **********t has arrived |
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Cole World, the new Nat King |
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If I ain't the illest **********, I'm his new vaccine |
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Really more like poison when his New Jack Swing |
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And my bed is like a deck of cards - two black queens |
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A ********** don't like me, he just a ******g hater |
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What you made last week, I just tipped the ******g waiter |
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What that feel like? Tell me what that feel like |
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********** ********** your Twi-tter, ******* follow me in real life |
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Welcome back, ladies and gentleman to a brand new season |
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Dreamville, Cole World. |
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So much has happened in our time apart |
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I can't wait to share it with you all in due time |
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Did you miss me, I know I missed you |
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Can't believe these **********s ain't rap on this **********t man |
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Look |
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Heard **********s got beef, then they see me on the street, and don't speak |
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Heard **********s dropping songs every week, but they weak |
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Yeah I heard about your deal, hope they keep the receipt |
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Heard **********s out there saying I would be Memphis Bleek |
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Well, how you feel when that ********** got mills? |
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And you sitting, commenting, discussing on how you feel |
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Bout another ********** **********t, or another ********** chips |
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Meanwhile I'm on the strip, putt puttin' wit ya ********** |
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Cut something in the 6 then dip to 160 |
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********** don't ********** with me, trust ********** I'm sick |
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Can't tag me, ********** ********** I'm it |
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Watch this |
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Look |
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With my heart on my sleeve I bleed pardon my greed |
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I plead insanity, with a side of vanity |
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How can it be |
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I blew up singlehandedly, nobody handed me **********t |
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Granted though, I planned to be rich |
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Understandably, funny how I talk so candidly |
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On cameras but won't holla at family only randomly |
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After a few drinks come our realest convos |
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My handle on my thoughts used to be as ill as Rondo's |
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Screaming ********** whitey, forgetting I'm still mulatto |
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Ay reverend, will I get to heaven, he said \"hell if I know,\" **********t |
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Stay scheming, day dreaming, chain gleaming |
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Name should be Abe Lincoln ‘cause I cannot tell a lie though |
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All facts in fact, been all that |
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Before Kenan and Kel swallowed the key to my cell |
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Which means, I got an impossible lock to pick |
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And if you want my spot, you gotta go through lots of **********t |
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**********, Cole the truth, you the opposite |
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I be tryna figure out why I cannot commit |
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With who I've known for years, is it hoes or fear |
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Meanwhile she wonder if the one she chose is pure |
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No cure for the cold, rather Cole the cure |
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Them last lines was more honest than your whole career |
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**********, you a phony, only got few homies |
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I prefer lonely, you rap **********s don't know me |
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Staying to myself, not concerned ‘bout my health |
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I'm a *********a and yo baby mother is a milf |
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Couple years ago they had a ********** sitting on the shelf |
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Now they tell me \"man you like the realest **********t I ever smelt\" |
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They say \"boy you got the belt, plus you better than so-and-so\" |
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I keep it modest but inside I already know it though |
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Yea, thanks my **********, yea, thanks my ********** |
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I deserve but nah this ain't Tank my ********** |
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Leave the party like I just robbed a bank my ********** |
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Bag full of money, ********** yo debate my ********** |
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‘Cause two years ago when I ain't make it, I was pissed |
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But you care a little less about a list when you rich, ********** |
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When you rich ********** |
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But that's not what we came here for. |
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We didn't come here to brag; we didn't come here to boast, to stunt. |
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We just came here to flex. |
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Ladies and gentlemen, I appreciate your patience. |
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I assure you, it'll be well worth the wait. |
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But in the meantime, if I can get right back into it though. |
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Check it |
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How many Kanye beats do a ********** gotta murder |
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To prove my mind's further, hater ********** converter |
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Took kids to Carowinds which I'm sure you never heard of |
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‘Cause I didn't tell the news or the Fayetteville Observer |
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I don't do it for the press, I'm blessed, I made it out |
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Sitting on this plane, my biggest thing to complain about |
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Somewhere between yesterday and now |
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I done lost my jewelry, Rollies, chains, almost lost my cool |
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But see, I just left kids who ain't got a ******g thing |
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‘Cept a lot of ******g problems and a lot of ******g pain |
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And here I go **********ing ‘cause my Jesus piece missing |
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Got a feeling housekeeping finally caught a ********** slipping |
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Eyes wide open, they just found a pot of gold |
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Now lil' Julio is somewhere **********ning on you hoes |
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But that's how it goes, ********** it I'm still breathing |
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Like my lil' ********** Jaheim, we here for a reason |
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That's my lil' man Jaheim |
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He said, \"Cole, can you shout me out on a song?\" |
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I was like, \"I don't know man,\" but in my mind I knew I would shout him out though, you know |
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Fayettenam, 2-6. |
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Dreamville. |
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We from a different world. |
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Cole World |