Cole World, the new Nat King
If I ain't the illest n***a, I'm his new vaccine
Really more like poison when his New Jack Swing
And my bed is like a deck of cards – two black queens
A n***a don't like me, he just a f*****g hater
What you made last week, I just tipped the f*****g waiter
What that feel like? Tell me what that feel like?
N***a f**k your Twitter, b*****s follow me in real life

Welcome back, ladies and gentleman, to a brand new season.
Dreamville, Cole World. So much is happening, our time apart. I can't wait
To share it with you all in due time.
Did you miss me? I know I missed you. Can't believe these n****s ain't rap
On this s**t man.

Heard n****s got beef, then they see me on the street, and don't speak
Heard n****s dropping songs every week, but they weak
Yeah I heard about your deal, hope they keep the receipt
Heard n****s out there saying I would be Memphis Bleek
Well, how you feel when that n***a got mills?
And you sitting, commenting, discussing on how you feel?
Bout another n***a s**t, or another n***a chips
Meanwhile I'm on the strip, putt puttin' wit ya b***h
Cut something in the 6 then dip to 160
B***h don't f**k with me, trust n***a I'm sick
Can't tell me, f**k n***a I'm it
Watch this
Look, with my heart on my sleeve, I bleed pardon my greed
I plead insanity, with a side of vanity
How can it be
I blew up singlehandedly, nobody handed me s**t
Granted though, I planned to be rich
Understandably, funny how I talk so candidly
On cameras but won't holla at family only randomly
After a few drinks come our realest convos
My handle on my thoughts used to be as I'll as Rondo's
Screaming f**k whitey, forgetting I'm still mulatto
Ay reverend, will I get to heaven, he said "hell if I know", s**t
Stay scheming, day dreaming, chain gleaming
Name should be Abe Lincoln 'cause I cannot tell a lie though
All facts in fact, been all that
Before Kenan and Kel swallow the key to my cell
Which means, I got an impossible lock to pick
And if you want my spot, you gotta go through lots of s**t
N***a, Cole the truth, you the opposite
I be tryna figure out why I cannot commit
With who I've known for years, is it hoes or fear
Meanwhile she wonder if the one she chose is pure
No cure for the cold, rather Cole the cure
Them last lines was more honest than your whole career
N***a, you a phony, only got few homies
I prefer lonely, you rap n****s don't know me
Staying to myself, not concerned 'bout my health
I'm a mothafucka and yo baby mother is a milf
Couple years ago they had a n***a sitting on the shelf
Now they tell me "man you like the realest shit I ever smelt"
They say "boy you got the belt, plus you better than so-and-so"
I keep it modest but inside I already know it though
Yea thanks my n***a, yea thanks my n***a
I deserve but nah this ain't Tank my n***a
Leave the party like I just robbed a bank my n***a
Bag full of money, f**k yo debate my n***a
'Cause two years ago and I ain't make it, I was pissed
But you care a little less about a list when you rich, n***a
When you rich n***a

But that's not what we came here for. We didn't come here to brag; we
Didn't come here to boast, to stunt.
We just came here to flex. Ladies and gentlemen, I appreciate your
Patience. I assure you, it'll be well worth the wait. In the meantime, if I
Can get right back into it though. Check it

[Verse 3:]
How many Kanye beats do a n***a gotta murder
To prove my mind's further, hater n***a convert her
Took kids to Carowinds which I'm sure you never heard of
'Cause I didn't tell the news or the Fayetteville Observer
I don't do it for the press, I'm blessed, I made it out
Sitting on this plane, my biggest thing to complain about
Somewhere between yesterday and now
I done lost my jewelry, Rollies, chains, almost lost my cool
But see, I just left kids who ain't got a f*****g thing
'Cept a lot of f*****g problems and a lot of f*****g pain
And here I go bitching 'cause my Jesus piece missing
Got a feeling housekeeping finally caught a n***a slipping
Eyes wide open, they just found a pot of gold
Now lil' Julio is somewhere shining on you hoes
But that's how it goes, f**k it I'm still breathing
Like my lil' n***a Jaheim, we here for a reason

That's my lil' man Jaheim. He said, "Cole, can you shout me out on a song?"
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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The Cure Lyrics

J Cole – The Cure Lyrics