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- J. Cole - a m a r i (Official Music Video)
- 2021/05/18 17:53:13
J. Cole - a m a r i (Official Music Video)
J. Cole - a m a r i (Official Music Video)
Stream or Download "The Off-Season" now: https://jcole.lnk.to/OffSeason
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Director: Mez for Heirs
Exec Producers: Mez Heirs, Andrew Corria & Angel Rosa
Producer: Joy Hubbard
Lead Editor: Scott Lazer
Production Companies: Heirs Entertainment LLC. & AJR Films
Connect with J. Cole:
https://www.instagram.com/realcoleworld/
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#JCole #TheOffSeason #Dreamville
Music video by J. Cole performing AMARI. © 2021 Dreamville, Inc., Under exclusive license to Roc Nation Records.
Stream or Download "The Off-Season" now: https://jcole.lnk.to/OffSeason
Shop for Official The Off-Season Merchandise
https://thefalloffera.com/
Director: Mez for Heirs
Exec Producers: Mez Heirs, Andrew Corria & Angel Rosa
Producer: Joy Hubbard
Lead Editor: Scott Lazer
Production Companies: Heirs Entertainment LLC. & AJR Films
Connect with J. Cole:
https://www.instagram.com/realcoleworld/
https://twitter.com/jcolenc
https://www.facebook.com/JColeMusic/
Connect with Dreamville:
http://dreamville.com/
https://www.instagram.com/dreamville
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https://www.facebook.com/dreamville
#JCole #TheOffSeason #Dreamville
Music video by J. Cole performing AMARI. © 2021 Dreamville, Inc., Under exclusive license to Roc Nation Records.
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- ・COLE!!!!!!!!!!!
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・Cole gets Cold world 🌬️🌎
- ・J cole cukardelengg memang 🔥🕊️👑
- ・When Cole drops, don't call it track!! It's Bomb!!!!
- ・Cole is the king
- ・Idk why I visioned J Cole and Jidenna when I saw J Cole with a suit on 💭❤️🥰
- ・Cole🤧🔥🔥😤🇿🇲
- ・a cole you be doing too much man love
- ・Colewrld
- ・Cole season⚡⚡⚡⚡
- ・Damn Cole💞💖💗👊💝🌼💖💖💖💝💝👑👑👑👑
- ・Cole getting ALOT of money 🔥🔥
- ・It is Cole's summer and we are just living in it
- ・Cole never disappointed his world
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
- ・Cole is sooo Goated. Damn🥲🐐🐐🐐❤️❤️❤️
- ・Cole world 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🤘👁🤘 from congo🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩
- ・J.Cole the G.O.A.T🔥🔥🇿🇲 ...and some of you decided to come here hit the dislike 👎🏼 button,are you normal?🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️ Did the video confused your senses?😠
- ・Cole and the squad in fucking suits🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Producer: how puffy you want the coats to be? Cole: yes
- ・J Cole lit as always 💥💥💥🔥🔥🔥
- ・J. Cole
- ・We need to protect j cole, there aren't many real rappers about this day we must keep the real ones safe. Big love from England 👌🏾💯🔉
- ・Cole is d 🐐
- ・Been a long time Cole fan, but this album was boring. Aight he got bars no doubt one of the GOATs but this was his worst album.
- ・Im confused who is this? Cole or Drake or Weekend? 😅 Am i the only one confused like this?
- ・1:22 How did this sound so good? Godamn! Cole is on fire!
- ・FOLLOW MY PAGE ! Huge fan of J COLE!
- ・Larmar - Drake - Cole 3 kings
- ・Stop promoting Cole s music. DREAMVILLE is a whole media for himself
- ・Cole w🌍rld we're Hip-hop Dreamvillains🔥🔥🔥
- ・This is Cole's world and we're living in it bruh 🌍❤️
- ・J Cole always Legend, Africa Love
- ・Bruh, Cole get wiser everytime his dreads get longer😂🙌🙌
- ・@2:25 is that j coles son
- ・Cole why did u do this song for 2 minutes ts not enough realy, Faka remix make it 5 minutes already lol 😂
- ・J. Cole...he hits you at the Cole
- ・Like gandalf ol coles dreads make him wiser as he gets old the whole albums a banger 🤙🔥🔥🔥
- ・J Cole is a soldier
- ・J Cole, "the strongest core of all time " I give u 100% bro,,, You are best of all💯💯❤
- ・J Cole ain’t pregnant but he always delivers 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole never misses 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥goat🐐🐐🐐sense day onee 🐐🐐🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・1:40 Cole's ready for The Playa Haters' Ball
- ・J Cole don't miss
- ・Cole just ended that nba young boy "rap" blasphemy. Letting these pussies know what real music sound like 💯
- ・Cole doesn't realize this, but he makes everyone's quarantine better
- ・J.cole real dope musik !!!
- ・2.4M views in 12 hours, its officially cole-season.
- ・J Cole is way too different with his flows 🔥🔥🔥
- ・COLE World 🖤
- ・Cole 🤒
- ・J.Cole makes *mumble* rappers sound silly as fuck! That *SUCKS* if u ask me! 😎🤭
- ・J Cole always saves the music industry 🙌
- ・Cole World 💯🚀❤
- ・Damn unsual production by the great Timbo dope ass beat Cole with another banger sheesh😤😤
- ・Broooooooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥 damn it's so cool that we have Cole in 2021.
- ・"Hold on to your inner child" Yes Mr. J. Cole sir. Will do! Thank you for such great lyrics and music!
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・Cole lookin like the kingpin in that suit ️🔥️🔥️🔥
- ・Cole is special 🔥🔥
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・Cole's On Fire 🔥
- ・Hardest Album of the Year thus far, Cole got the summer on Lock 🔒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole put this out while he's running drills with his new basketball team out in Africa, legend
- ・This reminds me of drake's music videos for what's next and laugh now cry later. Cole just straight flexing on us with the bros.
- ・Cole Been Beastin Out Chea Stay True Ta Yoself Bro & You can never go wrong Bro Hopefully We can Cross paths 1 Day When i was working Out this came on had me Blazin Bless Up🙏🏾KING.
- ・Cole wooooooorld
- ・cole world🔥🔥🐐🐐
- ・J. Cole, another level.
- ・Drake : wtf is this man eating !? 👀
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・He attacc He protecc But more importantly, he is Cole freaking World!
- ・Issa Cole word.
- ・King Cole.
- ・Cole🔥🔥🚀🚀
- ・ALL HAIL KING COLE FIRST OF HIS NAME LONG MAY HE RAIN
- ・Cole world
- ・How is Cole 36??? How long he been in the game?? Damn. Feel like he should be in his late 20s atleast. 36??? Damn.
- ・COLE never miss!!! 🔥 🔥
- ・Cole's lyrics are just like everyone get drowned in the words. It truly takes you to other realm. 💎💎💎
- ・“J.cole in creative mode”😭fr
- ・Whew chile- and whenever I ask ppl be like J.cole wack, no bitch J.Cole is real and don't just talk bout fucking and smoking and unimportant shit PERIOD I will always love J.Cole
- ・Back on the game after so long and showing these new rappers why J Cole is still the king of this generation HipHop. 🌹💯🔥🔥🔥🔥 Next I wanna see MV of Applying Pressure ❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️
- ・Cole world 🌎
- ・J cole went so fkn hard with dat flow appreciate my G" :)
- ・J cole is the best rapper of this generation
- ・I usually yawn when listening to Cole...but I didn't yawn on this track
- ・COLE'S WORLD 👑💖
- ・Coleworld for life💯👐👐👐👐👐👐
- ・J Cole Off Season 2022 Grammy
- ・Typical Cole world 🔥🔥
- ・Ladies and gentlemen this is j.cole for you
- ・J Cole 👍💣💣💣💣💣💣
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville!
- ・mfs dont understand how much this video cost that dreamville helicopter was at least 100k cole the best this album is a classic
- ・Lit...fly...good dad...Jamaican perfection... Never a player...gangsta... Nuttin but love for you J.Cole.
- ・Cole World BABY
- ・The scene where Cole flies that helicopter like it was RC 😂✌🏻
- ・Cole unmatched in this game
- ・J. Cole deserves his success
- ・Seeing Cole on that suit is beautiful
- ・ColeWorld 🔥🚀
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・Someone please give Jermaine Lamarr Cole his roses & his crown
- ・Cole is like dope
- ・i mean soon as that beat dropped. This dude went in so hard and raw. Cold . Don't sleep on J Cole.
- ・Ayo Cole.You are appreciated ( in my Pac voice)
- ・Daaammmnnn !!!!! COLE FOR LIFFEEE !!!!!!!!!!
- ・Cole > your favorite rapper
- ・I love Cole but why he make a video for the worst song on the album lol
- ・Cole 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole is an unstoppable menace.
- ・Joyner is nice but lets be honest cole on anything is history
- ・hi ~ This Fire guy is J.Cole.....
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
- ・Cole ran with the Roddy Rich flow🔥🔥🔥
- ・Imagine jcole and joyner on the same track It would be history💯💯
- ・Broo Cole what did you do to the booth😂 its on fire brvh😂 Cole is dangerous
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
- ・cole world
- ・Nun of these rappers fucking with Cole on this level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 wtf is this dope
- ・J. Cole es el puto amo 😍
- ・If you a j cole fan you my friend immediately!
- ・Let’s go J Cole x Mez 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole 👑
- ・The 🐐 🙌 Cole World , classic shvt 🙌
- ・Cole is one of the greats....no one can say different. I mean you can but it don’t make any sense 😂
- ・J cole can’t go wrong ♥️♥️♥️
- ・The firemen were puttin out the fire that started when cole recorded the album..Album's that hot
- ・COLE🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Other Artists: Sampling Pop Smoke beats to stay relevant. 🚮🚮🚮 J Cole: Smoke them with his original sound. 🔥🔥🔥 That KING.
- ・love J.cole from korea
- ・Cole the king 👑
- ・J Cole is JESUS CHRIST of HIPHOP. Everything he creates is a preaching on it own.
- ・Jcole ice in the suit!!!!!
- ・J Cole u are the best in this game shit bruh😭🔥🔥🔥💖 No cap... Imani more😅😅
- ・0:32 .. Just so you can rewatch how fresh Mr Cole was in that suit. 🔥
- ・If Tupac was Alive then he lives in Jermaine Cole.👑
- ・J Cole is the goat!! 🐐🐐 #1 on trending again!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Me: “Jermaine?” Homie: yes Me: “Cole?”
- ・Love this King! Keep your foot on their necks Cole! Effortlessly!
- ・Cole world 🧊 ❄️ 🥶🥶🥶
- ・i slept on j cole my whole life, i take it back..
- ・Can't believe JCole is now 36 years old when the life expectancy of a goat 🐐 is about 15 years
- ・Cole is undefeated
- ・J Cole didn’t land on planet rock, planet rock landed on j Cole
- ・J. Cole - My Life (music video) https://youtu.be/JxobUiRF9Z4
- ・... Cole In A Suit Is New, But Him Killin' A Song Is Old 🔥
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・Incase you missed it, dreamvilley is flying above them all in the game, and Cole has the remote control 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・How it take this album for people to realize J cole been the illest out.
- ・Cole 🙏 ❤️
- ・From México Cole goes so harder
- ・Rap Jesus Cole
- ・1:12 Cole going off 🔥🔥🔥
- ・It’s a Cole World, I’m just living in it
- ・J. Cole cannot miss.
- ・I see why Drake decided to have a minor set back with his next Project...👌
- ・Wtf is this? Is this even J. Cole? Now Cole went for the same choppy-ass flow?
- ・dam, Cole so dope lookin like a billion dollar gangsta king with that brown coat, suit and hat
- ・J COLE FLOW IS WILD 💯🔥🩸
- ・Cole the truth 💪🏾🎵🎤
- ・J.COLE, A MF POET! Here are your flowers, sir 🌹🌹🌹🌹
- ・im glad me and j.cole got the same name he make us jermaine look good if u know what i mean
- ・We thank you brother Cole 🥺. From southafrica fire king 🤴🏾 man Cole . God bless
- ・Cole straight destroyed 2021 with this album. U gotta give it to the boy
- ・That helicopter been controlled and televised not everything you see is what it seems... #ColeWorld Is Strato and Metaphoric!!! 🥶🔥☄️
- ・People: Cole looks homeless 🤣 Cole; : "Pick up a dime piece like we homeless then we gone send em back pigeon toe" 🔥#bars
- ・Cole world, but this some serious heat 🔥. Please subscribe to my channel, new content coming soon and it’s gonna be good 🙏🏾
- ・🔥🔥 COLE WORLD! Another One. Whole other level!
- ・Cole world!!!! Pure genius!
- ・You sell heroin jay cole? 😂
- ・Cole World No Blanket
- ・And just like that, J. Cole puts Covid19 on hold.
- ・Cole with suit on is dangerous 😈
- ・All.Hail.Cole 🙇🏽♀️
- ・Was that Cole's wife in the shot with his plaques?
- ・Cole eating the noodles tho 😆 ! Made it out!!
- ・THIS IS LIL BABY FLOW!!!!! But Cole used it well, but gotta give props to LIL BABY!!!!!!!!
- ・Much appreciation to Cole for giving us great authentic music 🙏🔥
- ・Cole on top of his game. Gave me a new fav song
- ・Cole time. Period
- ・So j cole doesn't have a car but affords a Plane 😂
- ・J.cole is living legend ❤️
- ・This is by far my favorite song out right now, its got such a strong ass message. Cole always putting thoughts in our minds.
- ・Cole is seriously on another levelllll!!! Seriously J Cole this fan is so damnnnn proud of you!!! You made a classic MF album!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・You better wear that suit, Cole! 😍
- ・Jermaine. Cole.
- ・Cole been killing the trends 🔥
- ・J.Cole one of the last of a dieing breed keeping hip hop alive!!
- ・Cole🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・This is what world is waiting for bang🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・COLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- ・Cole, if you listen carefully, has always taught 4 important lessons of life: 1. Do you - don’t worry about others 2. Money isn’t the answer 3. Fam isn’t the answer 4. Be patients with your work
- ・Cole the best rapper of this generation no cap ❤️
- ・Daaaaayuuuum! Flow too sick for others to imitate! Hands down, Cole's da GOAT's GOAT!🔥💯
- ・Cole is here with the music video
- ・Cole 🌍
- ・I want that cole and kendrick
- ・Jermaine.............. Cole
- ・This don't sound like the old Cole.. even he changed smh.
- ・Only now do I realize how rarely we’ve seen Cole in extravagant clothes such as this suit. So simple, so down to earth, and yet so beyond everybody else.
- ・Classy Cole 🔥🔥
- ・Cole 🖤🖤🔥🔥🔥🔥 much love🇿🇦🇿🇦🇿🇦🇿🇦
- ・ok Cole..I dig this one!
- ・j.cole loving the jacket with art on it🤗🤗
- ・Dope!!! Glad Cole back active
- ・I hope this make drake and Kendrick go harder cole the first one to shoot
- ・Lets take a moment to appreciate how J. Cole is still alive please 🙏🏾
- ・Whole album has some unknown flows that world didn't know before 😈
- ・Hopsin > Cole
- ・This is a cole world and no fucking sinus🤧
- ・Too much FIRE 🔥🔥🔥 For the Pot Bro! 🤷🏾♂️🤯💯✊🏾💪🏾🥵 ALWAYS got love for Cole! LEGEND
- ・J Cole in a league of his own .
- ・J cole lived more than 15 years while the life span for a GOAT is just 15😳❤️❤️
- ・Cole I'm glad you drop a new album 💯💯🙏🙏 stay blessed yooo
- ・Cole World! 💯
- ・One of the COLEdest endings for a video in a long time...
- ・Cole on a other level but he won't respond to tokens new track coz he got murderd on his own beats
- ・Cole would sound 🔥🔥🔥🔥 on one of my beats 💯
- ・I really liked the video Cole. And the album is 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・J.cole go harder than me looking at Teana Trumps Bang Bros videos
- ・“Scoop up a dime piece like We homeless then we gon send em back pigeon toed” 😣 cole dangerous. The rap game ain’t the only thing he f**kin 🤣
- ・Mann how can 1.2k people dislike this song ..j cole is 🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥 better than these new time rappers especially the ones with lil in their name
- ・Some people just make music, Cole be making a experience
- ・Say you're a legend without saying you're a legend Cole: *drops video*
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Cole has dropped 2 albums since the last Kendrick album.
- ・This is a masterpiece with a lot of good lyrics, cole is truly a top 10 rapper
- ・cole bodied this
- ・J.cole the Goat 🐐
- ・Cole said "I still be bummy the difference is now I control when" and was clean the whole vid
- ・J Cole saved my life! Literally and figuratively🙏🏽💛 I’m sending love, peace and prosperity through these comments tonight🙏🏽 claim this and watch this week be amazing for you!
- ・GOAT COLE 🐐😤
- ・J cole is so fucking basic and his fans are even more basic.
- ・COLE IS JESUS
- ・J Cole is not a regular rapper his flow is untouchable🔥
- ・Cole is on another level. I love a song❤️
- ・Is J. Cole a dragon cause he’s spittin straight fire! 😙🔥🥶💯
- ・J.Cole frio e calculista
- ・I'm telling my kids cole world created the Rap game
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・I want to make a song with Cole one day. I rap too, but I’m not very good at the moment.
- ・THIS IS THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WHO KNOWS J COLE IS THER 🐐
- ・Cole is a king
- ・I’ve never been disappointed with a J. Cole drop, ever. 🙌🏾
- ・J.Cole leaving the negative and going to the positive. Kudos.
- ・JERMAINE COLE.
- ・*First beat plays* J Cole Fans: OMG!!!!!!!!! THIS BROTHA IS ON FIRE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. INSTANT CLASSICS, CANT TELL ME NUTHING!!!
- ・Kendrick for the brain, cole for the heart
- ・Here witnessing jcole take things to a new-new whole, other level. A great time for music when someone steps out from the rest for a second 🔥🔥
- ・Cole got his moments but there's no way he's better than the GOAT
- ・J Cole got no match at all... Hits back to back.. new ones dope than old ones which never fades too ... Damn
- ・only j.cole can look homeless and good in a suit
- ・Thank you J.Cole for your real music 💯
- ・Cole .there is always a difference, heating làm
- ・J. Cole!
- ・COLE WORLD NO BLANKET
- ・1:54 - We really have come a long way with Cole man damn...
- ・why tf their fans are all over coles stuff. Never heard of them before, they would have catchy and hard tracks. but u can't compare them to a goat who took years to build craft🤡
- ・The fire was estingushed at the end but the Cole (coal) remained
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
- ・I especially love the track and all of the positive comments that have followed! Cole did it again!!!
- ・J Cole thinks he is Roddy Rich now.
- ・0:40 damn Cole I felt this on 3 different levels smh 🤦🏾♂️
- ・No one can compare to Cole.
- ・Idek why but this reminds me of 2014 Forest Hills Drive Tbh I’m not even a Cole fan I’ve listened to that album and I like it
- ・Amari Video is impressive when you think it’s below 3 minutes long. Cole been rocking in ‘em suits 🔥🔥🔥🔥👀
- ・omg..i wish for this song to have a mv. THNAK YOU COLE!!!!!!!!! My life is perfect now.
- ・Ain’t nobody else can rep that brown coat and hat like Cole in the rap game
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
- ・J Cole is pure 💩💩💩💩💩
- ・“ Cole changed his life you think he dresses like this!”
- ・awesome video gotta get j cole's new album
- ・My first born 6 month old son I named him Amari and then Cole dropped this song and he my favorite artist it was destined🙏🏾🔥🔥
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
- ・coleeeeeer
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
- ・Cole world 🌎 🥶🥶🥶🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole 🌎
- ・2:12 Cole was so lit that they had to cole the firefighters
- ・Cole the god 🔥👑
- ・King Cole
- ・Coleword baby
- ・cole makes the streets spiritual
- ・Cole is a blood gangster
- ・Says one verse every 🍆 j.cole rider yooooo he spitting facts
- ・This shit is cold as fuckin ice. Cole World, no g** d*** blanket
- ・Had to get firefighters to out the booth🚒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. Jermaine Cole......#offseason season.....
- ・This n I g g a cole think he sweet, cold brody
- ・Some people in the comments come to hate for what reason? If you don’t fuck with Cole why come to a Cole video??? 🤡
- ・Is it just me or does Cole sand out in the rap game
- ・j cole made my soul warm with his cold bars thanks j cole bles you
- ・Cole the truth ☄️☄️🔥🔥💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾
- ・Cole World!!! Undeniable!
- ・everybody: "j.cole is the most humble rapper!" j.cole: "hahaha dreamville helicopter go brrrrrrrr"
- ・Don't play with colee ! 🔥🔥
- ・This is on repeat, cole snapped 🔥
- ・“J. Cole will be at the top for as long as he wants to be.”
- ・J.Cole 🔥🔥🔥
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
- ・He say it’s his last album. I don’t know that man like that, but I feel like he got so much more in him. Hope he comes to that realization. Would love to see cole back bussin up tha charts every year again.
- ・"Country nigga never seen passport" wow Cole World the King is back but I'm the next of Kin when the king is gone.
- ・“Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it”
- ・J Cole is raps Godfather and that suit says it’s so.
- ・🔥🔥Cole broda is always cool
- ・Cole So Inspirational Can Definitely See The Confidence Through The Roof Love It Keep Going!!
- ・COLE WORLD
- ・Niggaz gotta stop hating on this new album just because they can't do better J. Cole is on 1 right now‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥🚀
- ・0:31 Cole lookin like a Supernatural villain in this shot
- ・You've DONE it once AGAIN J. Cole. This IS FIRE BRO! Love the video!
- ・It’s literally funny how J. Cole is so talented bruh
- ・J Cole is one of the greatest of all time ❤️
- ・Put J. Cole in the Rafters already ‼️🔥 dude is going down in history
- ・Cole is great my fav joint of this album
- ・Cole the G.O.A.T
- ・J cole is the G.O.A.T
- ・Cole >>>>drake
- ・1000 haters, not sure why people click on videos they don't like just to share their hate, so confusing. Amazing record Cole.
- ・Trash So funny how many casuals thinking this is good hip hop it’s boring as fuck. So much better hip hip out there Cole is washed
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・Cole in a suit looks fly
- ・Cole's bars going hard per usual🔥🔥🔥 He's transcending to a God-like level! Everything he puts out is a masterpiece💯
- ・How can you not like this?! Cole with ANOTHER 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 track/video/album.
- ・COLE WORLD 🌎
- ・j cole is awful my music is 60x better
- ・Cole always been the 🐐
- ・J. cole goes harder than bedrock lol
- ・Cole surpassed his limits 💪🏾
- ・If anyone else made this song, it would be mid. However, since it's J Cole everyone think it's fire, i don't get it.
- ・Why so much auto tune j Cole's best song have barely any
- ・If we Rated Rappers By potency J.Cole an (O.D) for those that don't understand "Over Dose"! The Highest of the High 🤦🏽 (Easy) Sheeeeesh 🔥🔥🤷🏽🔥🔥
- ・What can be more true than the truth. Let's Go Cole!
- ・J.cole is 🌋
- ・Cole = Code
- ・Cole is cold blooded; he is truly in a league of his own
- ・GOAT J.cole my favorite rapper
- ・Coles vision is crazy fire 🔥
- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
- ・Harlem nights vibes! Ok Cole!
- ・J Cole has just discovered a new super sayin form.
- ・Cole is crazy and this is a damn high quality vid
- ・Cole #1 Trending All Off Season !
- ・Cole look like Jim Jones in the close up with the suit
- ・J. Cole is unreal man 🔥🙏
- ・Jermaine Lamar Cole 🔥💙
- ・J cole drop the album and kendrick still sleeping 😴
- ・Cole World🖤
- ・Cole👊
- ・Cole you are doing well, also nice camera quality!
- ・Coleworld #the GOAT
- ・Cole has cemented himself as one of the greatest to ever do it with this album.
- ・I know there is so much meaning behind this video, that's why Cole is my absolute favorite 🙌🏽🐐🐐🐐💕 can't wait to unpack this.
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
- ・The Fact that J Cole is in my City 🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼Rwanda🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼Kigali🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼
- ・Here before 1mil oh wait oh yeah here before number 1 trending oh wait damn okay Cole I see you 🔥
- ・J cole is the goat 🐐
- ・From day one J cole’s been on another level
- ・Seeing Cole In A Suit Is Everything Bro
- ・J Cole is the only one that can make you feel excited to try out rapping, knowing you suck.🔥
- ・Love Cole but it’s a NO for me 250k likes 🤨straight clout 👀 nigga should have stayed off the legacy was already cemented 🤦🏾♀️
- ・J. Cole never miss.
- ・Cole ain’t playing with us on this one 🙌🏽🥳 and May I just add that puffer coat and dressed up scene are 👌🏽🥵🔥
- ・Jermaine.....................Cole...............
- ・I feel like cole will be sacrificed soon , don’t quote me on it
- ・Cole world, no blanket!
- ・Cole is a legend
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville
- ・Dropping a Cole beat just now🔥👀
- ・@Uk Gs Coles fan base is so big, he goes platinum with no promos. Trust it's there.
- ・U AMAZING COLE!
- ・Cole has found himself and it’s so real 🔥
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
- ・@Nunya Bizwacks thats cool man, but Cole has evolved. 🐐
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
- ・Coles fire this looks like Middle child ❤️
- ・Cole makes me want to call UPS and tell them take me off payroll because I ain't coming back
- ・J cole is a little bit Overrated.
- ・recently turned Cole fan and let me tell u IM LATE
- ・Cole I need the link for that Puma coat fam
- ・J cole on extra another level nobody better
- ・King J.Cole being fresh af 🔥🔥🔥 0:32
- ・Jermaine Cole is goated, one of a kind
- ・J Cole definitely in a different league
- ・Cole is on top level ♥️♥️♥️♥️
- ・YEP, And this My Friends is exactly why DMX said, "J'Cole is Nice!! (Breakfast Club Interview)
- ・J Cole really got me questioning my life decisions
- ・Cole never disappoints
- ・Cole left Earth..... Again.
- ・Cole is cool. Nice vibe J
- ・I know a lot of people is not going to agree with me when I say this but j Cole is the greatest rapper in the industry right now..🎼🎼🎼🔥🔥🔥🎤
- ・All of a sudden he's talkin bout dope .. Joyner Lucas is better. Cole jus conceded.
- ・Jcole is back and the earth is healing 🔥
- ・Cole the god 🔥🔥🔥.
- ・🇷🇼 I can't believe j.cole he is dropping album out in Kigali (Rwanda)
- ・Cole got real shooters
- ・J Cole is a legend 🙌🔥
- ・I honestly didn't expect the video to go this hard. Cole on another level🔥🔥
- ・J. Cole never disappoints 😈💪
- ・J.cole i believe in your escape! I'm praying for you brother!
- ・Cole is real.
- ・Masterpiece. Cole fvcking world!
- ・Anyone Else Ready For A MY.LIFE Music Video? 21 Carried Cole On That Song
- ・oh! about my profile? i did that on purpose thanks anyway, cole funs are the reales💯
- ・Cole world🔥🔥
- ・PLEASE COLE STOP, IT´S JUST TOO MUST FIRE IN ONE SINGLE PERSON
- ・Cole lives on the moon
- ・Cole for album of the year....yes please
- ・Is Cole World, every day that goes he find the way to blow my mind
- ・Jermaine.... Cole
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
- ・Screw the Mount Rushmore top tier.. Cole is all by himself sitting on the throne like the Lincoln memorial 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Strong Lion King vibes at the end. Cole went from Simba to Mufasa.
- ・HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD. ^ ^ ^ ^ (i love your artistry, J. Cole. so much. heart busted open.)
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
- ・Cole really finna make niggas have to rap 🔥🔥
- ・Cole trash! If trash was diamonds and gold! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole is the best rapper of all time and it’s not even a debate
- ・Cole is just a different breed 🐐
- ・Jermaine Cole!
- ・J . COLE DAMN!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🌠🌊⚡🎉🎄🎁🔊🎧💵. We see you baby. Bridget ,Cape Town, South Africa🇿🇦
- ・J Cole in a suit >>>
- ・Wait j.cole in a suit 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
- ・ColeWorld 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Not another rapper colder than Cole. 🧊💯🔥
- ・that suit too clean 🔥 J Cole too clean 🧼
- ・Son .. I’m telling you ... Drake & Kendrick Gotta wait til next year 😭😭 ... Let Cole reign his name thru 2021 because he’s on a whole other level
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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This song( 196件 )
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・song is fire but the music video is dead.. bad transitions and doesn't live up to the flow of the music
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・1:15-1:45 🐐 More flows in a song than other artists in their whole career
- ・One of the best songs, by the best artist
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏
- ・The song is good 👇💟💟
- ・Dude this new J Cole songs go hard asf
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏👏
- ・Did this song sample Octavian’s song Papi chulo ??
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
- ・Cole why did u do this song for 2 minutes ts not enough realy, Faka remix make it 5 minutes already lol 😂
- ・I'm working hard on some new songs let's hope they liteee
- ・this song is amazing and you are special singer Cole
- ・this song goooooooo hard af
- ・Classic song great music for j cole
- ・The best song I’ve ever heard
- ・ALBUM OF THE YEAR SONG OF THE DECADE J COLE GOAT
- ・pride is the devil isn't even best collab there are songs that are way better than that song like Lemon Pepper Freestyle and m y . l i f e
- ・Listened to this song 100x but this video is hot garbage
- ・Amazing song. Absolutely dog shit music video
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Hardest Album of the Year thus far, Cole got the summer on Lock 🔒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Doesn't anyone else think the beat sounds like one of kid cudis song on 'kids see ghost ' ? Or is that just me
- ・Damn my favourite song on the album got a music video
- ・Fav song on the project
- ・Ah damn man shit so good I had to like unlike and like a few more times one just wasnt enough bro damn can't remember the last time I felt a song this much
- ・My eyes: reading comments My ears: listening to the song My hands: scrolling down My mouth: singing song I am a very busy person
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・His visuals always make me like the song even more lol
- ・All I hear in rap is pride and ignorance little substance. If there is something of value on a song its usually surrounded by a bunch of nonsense.
- ・Best song on the whole album 🎶🎶🎶
- ・What mean this song a m a r i
- ・Best song of the album imo
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville!
- ・This what happens when... 2 things: 1.Visual instantly makes the song better. 2. Game is starving from ur absence. 🔥
- ・"how could you ever try play me, kill him on a song, walk up out the booth do the Westbrook rock-a-baby" cheeeeeeeee
- ・This song sucks
- ・I love Cole but why he make a video for the worst song on the album lol
- ・One of the dopest tracks on the album! 💯 if not the hottest song of the year! 🔥 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
- ・Fire song but that pumaa jacket Hitt🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cyberpunk 2077 Theme Song 2 out now 👇👇👇 https://youtu.be/GUm89JF1EBs
- ・I wonder if that was his kid at the end or sum. Is his son’s name amari? Hmmmmmmm
- ・Yo token made a song for you... just saying🔥😉😎
- ・1:09 “Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby“😤🥶
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・great song , was that willow smith in the end ?
- ・I can’t believe I listened to this song over 2 million times already…
- ・why do you think he’s laying there dead at the end of the video lol, also in his song “close” get it , it’s close, he hints at his death at the end of his song. Just wait for the day, and come back to this comment 👍🏼
- ・... Cole In A Suit Is New, But Him Killin' A Song Is Old 🔥
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・These songs will age like fine wine 🍷
- ・these two songs are ageless
- ・I love this song ...❤❤❤
- ・Song and vid is straight fire
- ・Man switched his flow 3 times in the first 40 seconds of the song and made it work very well.
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・What made you name your song Amari?
- ・this song makes me want to study for a exam and still fail it.
- ・The name of the song is BEAUTIFUL
- ・This song is saying so much it’s crazy
- ・NEW FAVORITE SONG FOR SUREEE!!!
- ・Love the song and even better because AMARI is my name!!!
- ・Yay a song names after me
- ・Album of the year...this all we needed
- ・This man pulled up with the suit and cane and said fuck the chains lol. This song is a masterpiece
- ・same beat, same flow, same vocals every song, mid
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Naw , this aint the song . The one with Lil Baby should be it
- ・this may be in top 5 songs for cole
- ・He dropped his song still his in Rwanda 🇷🇼
- ・Amazing
- ・Best album of the year J. Cole songs never disappoint us
- ・idk why i never like jcole songs when i listen to them. the more i listen the more it grows on me.
- ・Song slaps hard but the video takes it to a whole different level
- ・Mann how can 1.2k people dislike this song ..j cole is 🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥 better than these new time rappers especially the ones with lil in their name
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・I want to make a song with Cole one day. I rap too, but I’m not very good at the moment.
- ・Idk why but the video made me like this song a lot more
- ・drake like damn i gotta go back change some verses n make some new songs before i drop
- ・This song is like a bomb *Short and Explosive*
- ・"Kill em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby" 🔥🔥🔥
- ・100 mil is so bad to me, worst song on the album. The autotune was handled poorly
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏
- ・He took the new age rappers "flow" and rhythm and killed it 🔥🔥 this song is disgusting #realisback
- ・I was feeling sleepy until I clicked on this song.🎇
- ・I too have a few songs here, can you believe
- ・omg..i wish for this song to have a mv. THNAK YOU COLE!!!!!!!!! My life is perfect now.
- ・I was hoping he'd drop a video to this one. Just makes the song even that much more 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
- ・My first born 6 month old son I named him Amari and then Cole dropped this song and he my favorite artist it was destined🙏🏾🔥🔥
- ・This song is soo fire.... On mute🤡
- ・gooooo- *oooOOOOOO*
- ・This song right is so so 🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot doin da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot do da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Literally bodies this song.
- ・Lets not ignore he could sinnnnnnnng ,yes the song is loaded with bars but his voice at 1:29.I think my tablet/I pad overheated.
- ・This the song everyone sounds like roddy rich?
- ・Even this song is a masterpiece now, this will be a masterpiece nostalgia after 10 years, see you there guys.
- ・Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
- ・lesgo i luv this song "count it up count it up, count it 🏧" IM JUST JOKING BTW😂
- ・This dude's best song is Mr Jones and Me
- ・how tf is this trending number 1?? Aespa's song is doing way better. Racist algorithm smh
- ・This the best song on Cole album but as a whole his album wasn’t what I expected. I thought it honestly was going legendary but it fail way short. His first 4 songs saved the album.
- ・@Dreamville I agree, that was the only underwhelming song.
- ・#1 song on offseason besides i n t e r l u d e
- ・The moment that I realized me and this song both have the same name🔥🔥🔥
- ・My favorite ball player released a song? amazing
- ・1000 haters, not sure why people click on videos they don't like just to share their hate, so confusing. Amazing record Cole.
- ・Is it just me or does he kind of sound like Roddy Ricch a lil' bit on this song?
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・Fave song from the album 🔥
- ・Was that his son or his inner child ! Either way that was dope af!! Best rapper alive
- ・Best song on the album hands down 🔥🔥
- ・If anyone else made this song, it would be mid. However, since it's J Cole everyone think it's fire, i don't get it.
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
- ・Why so much auto tune j Cole's best song have barely any
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・is that his son at the end?
- ・Jermaine the best of all time and it’s not close. Man is so far ahead of these dudes. Kenny the only one who’s even close. These songs live forever
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・kinda wish he did a different song but its mad fire
- ・What do you think of my new song on my channel? It's called ' On Fire'
- ・Why they make a video of coles worst song off the album? Coles flow on this is terrible
- ・The only word I can come up with right now to describe what I just experienced watching this is “WOW 😩🔥” This man is amazing 😭 & fine as hell 🥴👅 lmao
- ・What does Amari mean? I think it might be his son's name or something.
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
- ・amazing
- ・This song is hard 🔥🔥
- ・This song isgud
- ・Actual sitting down and writing a song. Not this thing that’s common nowadays.
- ・This album keeps growing with me like a seed. At first I liked some songs, then almost all the songs, now all the songs are on my playlist 🔥🔥🔥
- ・@Sabih Nayyer why do you guys always have to act like artists can't do both and should never evolve or switch up styles? These songs bring in people and feeds them into the rest of his catalogue
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
- ・This song is average
- ・Every song is like a bullet in the chamber ready to blow your mind🔥🤞
- ・This song hit harder than my alcoholic stepfather
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・he named a song after his biggest fan 🥴😩 love you cole❤️
- ・Hottest song out now.
- ・Best song on The Off Season
- ・I rather see the applying pressure video this song ass he don’t even sound like j cole
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
- ・This album is not like his last. Kinda feel like he slipped up a bit.. his last every song was amazing. This album not impressive....SORRY!! BUT, I AM A J COLE FAN..
- ・Couldn’t imagine the song going any harder, and then the video drops 🔥🔥🔥
- ・It's been a minute since I replayed a song more than once!!!!!
- ・video ruined the song for me flow even sounds different
- ・I’m not a j cole fan but this song is 🔥 finally real rap is back.
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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Niggas( 117件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Niggas was to busy comparing my boy to Kendrick to know he was hard to
- ・Cole World !! The baddest nigga of his generation 🎧🎧 (with Kendrick of course )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・this nigga is the goat
- ・this is a sign we need kendrick back to teach niggas how to bully beats
- ・Jobs dont call nigga back, So it’s back to the hustle ❣️
- ・*greatest in the city...nigga studied makaveli♨️❤
- ・That’s what happen when u rap with your soul... the nigga can’t fail 🔥
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
- ・Man this nigga never miss 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Why people trying to go platinum this nigga is in Africa playing basketball albums done an videos will continue to be uploaded while he hoop 🥴😂😂😂 cole the greatest
- ・My nigga Cole aint playing #motivation
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・This nigga got everyones bad day hyped 🔥
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Nigga ain’t letting NAS Down no more.
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・My Nigga clean in this suit
- ・I'm gonna come to yo concert nigga.
- ・Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed 😤😤😤😤😤🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・This nigga has taken over the trending section for a week now. Music, Videos, Freestyles, Documentaries, and Basketball he cant be stopped
- ・Want smoke nigga don't choke am a whole 4cking nicotine company 🔥 🔥 ..... WTF
- ・Niggaz gotta stop hating on this new album just because they can't do better J. Cole is on 1 right now‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥🚀
- ・😂😂😂😂 this nigga gtb dreaming bout drake!
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Real Cole World Niggas Knew We Were Heading To This Level Now We Cooooollllld
- ・"Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm whole fucking nicotine company" Damn.....
- ・This nigga been trending since he announced the release date of the album
- ・Cole really finna make niggas have to rap 🔥🔥
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Next music video( 83件 )
- ・song is fire but the music video is dead.. bad transitions and doesn't live up to the flow of the music
- ・Stop promoting Cole s music. DREAMVILLE is a whole media for himself
- ・Cole just ended that nba young boy "rap" blasphemy. Letting these pussies know what real music sound like 💯
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
- ・"Hold on to your inner child" Yes Mr. J. Cole sir. Will do! Thank you for such great lyrics and music!
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・This reminds me of drake's music videos for what's next and laugh now cry later. Cole just straight flexing on us with the bros.
- ・@T.M Block cuz j cole got way better music then cardi Nd it ain’t close
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
- ・Next music video must be my.life 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥
- ・Its actually crazy lmao 🤣 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・On god, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・J. Cole - My Life (music video) https://youtu.be/JxobUiRF9Z4
- ・In no longer know lmao, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・SHEEEEEEEEEESH, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Vibes bro, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・On god, that part turned me and my boys up. We just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Love you music love you artistry love your creativeness with your lyrics hope you in it for the long haul not for a short ride we need music like this in the world today just real
- ・NEED a music vid for 95.south
- ・Make a music video without mask? yeah fuck corona.
- ・I need a music video for c.l.o.s.e please 😭
- ・Who else thinks there should be a music video on “pride is the devil”? 🔥🔥
- ・A lot of music has come out in 2 years, but the quality in this album has been the greatest of all.
- ・Some people just make music, Cole be making a experience
- ・Is this is announcement that he’s retiring from the rap game? He’s had some mad music and deserves to be in the convo for the greats so I would respect his decision, but would be sad
- ・Say it louder for the people at the back pls, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・That part was goosebumps 😳 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Musically elite
- ・this is classic trash my music way better
- ・Damn I was just playing this on my apple music sum told me to open YouTube crazy yo bet it 💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・The growth from the music videos of 4yeo to this thooooo.
- ・Who Id Search The Music To Dislike👎? Job Done 😜😜 😇😇😇
- ・We need more music videos of the album 🔥
- ・trash of the decade my music better
- ・This a hit no question bout it, BUT the music video off, doesn't match the vibe. Ion just off
- ・Here witnessing jcole take things to a new-new whole, other level. A great time for music when someone steps out from the rest for a second 🔥🔥
- ・humble music vid vibes ngl
- ・Mr. Cole, we'd like to see "My Life" music video next. Thank you!
- ・j cole garbage my music way better
- ・my music has more bars than j cole
- ・So tru, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Yo, camera movements in music videos are so clean nowadays 🔥 Humble really showed what music videos could be like in terms of cinematography
- ・He gotta put drake on the remix this is dope af frfr finally sum quality music fuc trap we need real music bck thanks cole 💯‼💎🥶
- ・his albums suck my music way better
- ・I'm assuming he used footage from 5ish music videos, that he will drop later. Hopefully
- ・This nigga has taken over the trending section for a week now. Music, Videos, Freestyles, Documentaries, and Basketball he cant be stopped
- ・So true, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・his flow is garbage my music has way better flow
- ・Truth, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
- ・My life music video now!??
- ・@White Privilege you just don’t know what incredible music is cornball
- ・Come subscribe new music coming soon Dee L4L
- ・j cole is awful my music is 60x better
- ・That part got us hyped up, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Nobody gon talk bout his music on his room wall
- ・J always got music videos be making no type of sense as of lately lmao.... and it always be having weird camera angles
- ・Yes sir! me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Couldn't have said it better myself. Me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・This has to be his best music video easily
- ・Do you think that my music has potential?
- ・Anyone Else Ready For A MY.LIFE Music Video? 21 Carried Cole On That Song
- ・Whoever hated this video y’all dnt know real music, SIMPLE!
- ・I really appreciate it this music that u made 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
- ・Mez is 2 for 2 on this music video shit. Middle Child now Amari
- ・On god u spitting facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on and this shit 🔥
- ・It do be like that tho, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Walahi bro, Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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the album( 83件 )
- ・This my favorite song on the album, keep the grind up bro
- ・ALBUM OF THE YEAR SONG OF THE DECADE J COLE GOAT
- ・Album of year✅
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・Hardest Album of the Year thus far, Cole got the summer on Lock 🔒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Damn my favourite song on the album got a music video
- ・Hard
- ・Beats and lyrics are hard ass🔥🔥!!!!!
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville!
- ・what about The Plugs I Met 2 by Benny The Butcher? that was a really good album that he dropped this year with great features too
- ・cole shave your head then make a album promise it gonna be heat
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
- ・Whatever happened to the Cole/Kendrick Lamar colab album that was supposed to drop!? It's almost been 10 years!!!!!
- ・One of the dopest tracks on the album! 💯 if not the hottest song of the year! 🔥 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
- ・The album will grow on u watch
- ・My Favorite song on the album has a video out already 😍😍am I not happy 🔥
- ・The firemen were puttin out the fire that started when cole recorded the album..Album's that hot
- ・Why people trying to go platinum this nigga is in Africa playing basketball albums done an videos will continue to be uploaded while he hoop 🥴😂😂😂 cole the greatest
- ・Let me ask you this since your first Album. How come you know and speak about my past relationship's and when I try to contact you so we can collaborate on a few albums, you never give me a response back. I think we can change the world with are understanding about life and what need to change in the world. Give me a call (323)-270-7009.
- ・Low key my favorite song from the album and now it has visuals? 👀 Much appreciated King Cole😎🤙🏽🔥🔥🔥
- ・Album of the year...this all we needed
- ・My least fav on the album. Came for the visuals
- ・My favorite song on the album, I'm glad I got a video for it. 🔥🔥🔥
- ・That collection of plats on the wall go hard af !
- ・Jamming this HARD IN HOUSTON TEXAS!!!!!!!°
- ・Best album of the year J. Cole songs never disappoint us
- ・With little simz and Dave dropping new albums also, it's going to be an incredible year for music
- ・Hardest track on the album. You gotta really listen to the lyrics to understand what I mean by that 🔥🤟🏻💯
- ・Cole I'm glad you drop a new album 💯💯🙏🙏 stay blessed yooo
- ・album is mid
- ・Best album ever from cole
- ・I really liked the video Cole. And the album is 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Cole has dropped 2 albums since the last Kendrick album.
- ・So much auto tune on the new album. Yikes.
- ・I've had this on repeat since the album dropped! So happy he made a video.
- ・this was my fav of the album im glad it got a video
- ・‘I’m a whole fuckin nicotine company’. One of my favorite lines off the album so far
- ・Dis man trending 4 times Album of the year rn
- ・This finna be album of the decade right here
- ・why tf their fans are all over coles stuff. Never heard of them before, they would have catchy and hard tracks. but u can't compare them to a goat who took years to build craft🤡
- ・100 mil is so bad to me, worst song on the album. The autotune was handled poorly
- ・Me after new J cole album - i l i k e i t m a n 🤣
- ・This the weakest joint on the album I’m weak
- ・Idek why but this reminds me of 2014 Forest Hills Drive Tbh I’m not even a Cole fan I’ve listened to that album and I like it
- ・We not going to talk about how many albums he made in 2 weeks
- ・Been a mega fan since hills drive dropped so this ain’t hate but fuck bro the new album was so disappointing
- ・He say it’s his last album. I don’t know that man like that, but I feel like he got so much more in him. Hope he comes to that realization. Would love to see cole back bussin up tha charts every year again.
- ・The album and the MV are all planned well. sheeesh🔥🔥🔥. We must value that dawg 💎
- ・Niggaz gotta stop hating on this new album just because they can't do better J. Cole is on 1 right now‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥🚀
- ・This the best song on Cole album but as a whole his album wasn’t what I expected. I thought it honestly was going legendary but it fail way short. His first 4 songs saved the album.
- ・every frame is a album cover .
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・Album of the year🔥
- ・Favorite song in the album!
- ・Best song on the album hands down 🔥🔥
- ・The album was so average
- ・J cole drop the album and kendrick still sleeping 😴
- ・Played the album all day at work on repeat. Worked a 12hr shift that day
- ・Why they make a video of coles worst song off the album? Coles flow on this is terrible
- ・Album been on repeat since release 🔄🔥
- ・Im not his fan but i like his new album cuz its a real rap
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・Listen to Rodeo by travis if u haven’t its my fav Rap/trap album since it came out
- ・This is one of my favorites off the album but my favorite music video is either Sideline story or Apparently 🔥🔥
- ・Where is Pride is the Devil???? Album is a banger, but Pride hits different 💪
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
- ・Our boy did it again yall!! Album is str8 FIRE🔥🔥
- ・🇷🇼 I can't believe j.cole he is dropping album out in Kigali (Rwanda)
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・Fav track off the album video hard🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・awesome sound! full album it's a crazy!
- ・Cole for album of the year....yes please
- ・This album is not like his last. Kinda feel like he slipped up a bit.. his last every song was amazing. This album not impressive....SORRY!! BUT, I AM A J COLE FAN..
- ・not sure how anyone could dislike a album this lit
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fire( 51件 )
- ・WAS THAT A BOOTH ON FIRE AT THE END??? HE KNOWS HE WAS SPITTIN🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・song is fire but the music video is dead.. bad transitions and doesn't live up to the flow of the music
- ・1:22 How did this sound so good? Godamn! Cole is on fire!
- ・fireeeee!!!!!!!!!!
- ・fire fire fire fire and so on
- ・FIRE!🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Fire🔥🙌
- ・hi ~ This Fire guy is J.Cole.....
- ・Broo Cole what did you do to the booth😂 its on fire brvh😂 Cole is dangerous
- ・FIRE
- ・Flow like roddy...still fire..👌☝🔥
- ・The firemen were puttin out the fire that started when cole recorded the album..Album's that hot
- ・Fire🔥🚀
- ・Woah Grootman you on fire, 2M views in 10Hours😲🔥🔥🔥
- ・🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥FIRE🔥
- ・On fire
- ・Fire bruh bruh fire bruh
- ・That boy talent definitely been missed in the game he had to step away for a minute but when he create fire like this we hope he doesn’t go away again
- ・Man they put out the fire in the booth. That’s some next level imagery
- ・Too much FIRE 🔥🔥🔥 For the Pot Bro! 🤷🏾♂️🤯💯✊🏾💪🏾🥵 ALWAYS got love for Cole! LEGEND
- ・this man set fire to the booth
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・*First beat plays* J Cole Fans: OMG!!!!!!!!! THIS BROTHA IS ON FIRE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. INSTANT CLASSICS, CANT TELL ME NUTHING!!!
- ・Bruuuh fire asfck harder than a nuke bomb
- ・The fire was estingushed at the end but the Cole (coal) remained
- ・Lol the booth on fire at the end
- ・Had to get firefighters to out the booth🚒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. Jermaine Cole......#offseason season.....
- ・This song is soo fire.... On mute🤡
- ・Something about that ambulance on fire sent chills
- ・You've DONE it once AGAIN J. Cole. This IS FIRE BRO! Love the video!
- ・Imagine coming on here to just dislike the video. Y’all are pussies. This shit is fire as fuck!!
- ・Omg 😳 The whole neighborhood is on fire but I don’t think I should call 911
- ・If anyone else made this song, it would be mid. However, since it's J Cole everyone think it's fire, i don't get it.
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・Y’all see how he had the booth on fire? Whew!
- ・Fire
- ・@Cookup Mikey that shit fire asf liked and subbed
- ・Fireeeeeee📈
- ・What do you think of my new song on my channel? It's called ' On Fire'
- ・Anybody else realize thats a booth on fire behind him 👀🤯🔥🔥
- ・Anyone else catch the "fire in the booth"
- ・2:11 “We put out fire, Dre stamps it”
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・Fire 🔥
- ・The whole album is fire af, no skips at all
- ・Fire is an understatement
- ・PLEASE COLE STOP, IT´S JUST TOO MUST FIRE IN ONE SINGLE PERSON
- ・Yo!!!!!!! This is fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥,it can't be tamed ong
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King( 48件 )
- ・King💎
- ・fucking king never miss
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・King
- ・King cole
- ・I appreciate watching the lion grow into the King before us today 💪🏿
- ・Cole lookin like the kingpin in that suit ️🔥️🔥️🔥
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・KINGS
- ・Cole Been Beastin Out Chea Stay True Ta Yoself Bro & You can never go wrong Bro Hopefully We can Cross paths 1 Day When i was working Out this came on had me Blazin Bless Up🙏🏾KING.
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Back on the game after so long and showing these new rappers why J Cole is still the king of this generation HipHop. 🌹💯🔥🔥🔥🔥 Next I wanna see MV of Applying Pressure ❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️
- ・FUCKING ADDICTED TO THIS ALBUM !!!!!
- ・History in the making.
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Other Artists: Sampling Pop Smoke beats to stay relevant. 🚮🚮🚮 J Cole: Smoke them with his original sound. 🔥🔥🔥 That KING.
- ・Love this King! Keep your foot on their necks Cole! Effortlessly!
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・King keep doing your thing
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Fun fact: amiri means my king in Arabic
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・King Simba
- ・King 🐐🤞🏼🔥🔥🔥
- ・The King of new generation 🔥🙏🔥
- ・"Country nigga never seen passport" wow Cole World the King is back but I'm the next of Kin when the king is gone.
- ・KING 🙏🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
- ・Jermaine "The Rap King Rap Godslayer Sauce God" Cole
- ・Strong Lion King vibes at the end. Cole went from Simba to Mufasa.
- ・Simba 🦁🖤
- ・Fuckin dope❤️
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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your inner child( 46件 )
- ・“Hold on to your inner child”
- ・HOLD ONTO YOUR INNER CHILD! 🙌 ... Damn! it truly is a ColeWorld💥
- ・Hold on to your inner child. Any thought this was Lil Wayne ?
- ・"HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD"
- ・0:55 Close to the Fall Off the only thing stopping him is his inner child. The GOAT is alive and well.
- ・"Hold on to your inner child" Yes Mr. J. Cole sir. Will do! Thank you for such great lyrics and music!
- ・Hold on to your inner child.
- ・“hold on to your inner child” me who is a sixteen year old “mama where is my sock i can’t find my other sock”
- ・“hold on to your inner child”
- ・**Hold on to your inner child** incase you find it hard to pause
- ・I literally remind myself very often to hold on to my inner child. Be free again. Don't waste another day trying to impress someone who could care less about you. Love yourself again.. Find your inner child.
- ・2:34 "HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Hold on to your inner child..🙌
- ・“Hold on to your inner child “ simple yet not easy because of conditioning. However, the is so important for balance and joy
- ・Hold on to your inner child. I worked hard to read that sentence 😏
- ・"Hold on to your inner child", He could never had said it any better than that 👁
- ・2:26 Hold on to Your Inner Child.
- ・“HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD”
- ・Never lose your inner child.
- ・“Hold on to ya inner child” fasho. 💯
- ・Hold onto your inner child.
- ・"Hold on to your inner child" 🙏🏽👏🏽
- ・Hold on to your inner child, literally means never stop chasing your dreams like you did as a child.
- ・HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD.
- ・Had to press pause a few times lol “ Hold on to your inner child “ !
- ・"hold onto your inner child"
- ・"Hold on to your inner child"
- ・Hold on to your inner child...yooo
- ・Was that his son or his inner child ! Either way that was dope af!! Best rapper alive
- ・🥺🧡 hold on to your inner child.. to me it means despite how big you get, how rich you get, how many problems you face, don’t lose touch with who you once were and reality.
- ・"Hold on to your inner child", facts!!!
- ・“Hold on to your inner child” if you’re wondering what that said
- ・Hold on to your inner child...I felt that. ❤️♒️🙏🏿
- ・Damn Jermaine that ending I felt that bro Hold on to your inner child the whole video sick but that ending it speaks to me ya know
- ・Hang on to your inner child.. damn Cole 🔥
- ・"Hold on to your inner Child" 2:25
- ・HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD. ^ ^ ^ ^ (i love your artistry, J. Cole. so much. heart busted open.)
- ・"Hold on to your inner child" 🙏
- ・2:26 "HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD" 💖
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- ・ONTO YOUR INNER CHILD
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videos( 43件 )
- ・now make videos of Let go my hand.. and 100 mil.. then its over for other artists 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏👏
- ・J. Cole videos always tear it up🐐
- ・Why people trying to go platinum this nigga is in Africa playing basketball albums done an videos will continue to be uploaded while he hoop 🥴😂😂😂 cole the greatest
- ・Say you're a legend without saying you're a legend Cole: *drops video*
- ・This like his 6th num 1 video this week
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏
- ・awesome video gotta get j cole's new album
- ・Let me shoot your next video OG. I'll get you out the way !!
- ・This nigga has taken over the trending section for a week now. Music, Videos, Freestyles, Documentaries, and Basketball he cant be stopped
- ・1000 haters, not sure why people click on videos they don't like just to share their hate, so confusing. Amazing record Cole.
- ・Badass video ✅✅🔥
- ・How can you not like this?! Cole with ANOTHER 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 track/video/album.
- ・Ramen= Eminem collab coming soon cuz em had ramen in the gnat video 😂😂 I wish tho
- ・Cool video
- ・Video as clean as Cole ☁️
- ・@Sabih Nayyer why do you guys always have to act like artists can't do both and should never evolve or switch up styles? These songs bring in people and feeds them into the rest of his catalogue
- ・Damn Jermaine that ending I felt that bro Hold on to your inner child the whole video sick but that ending it speaks to me ya know
- ・This video is shorter than these short rappers, little whatevers. We need a 6'4 rapper video out here Cole
- ・awesome sound! full album it's a crazy!
- ・video ruined the song for me flow even sounds different
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GOAT( 42件 )
- ・The GOAT FOREVER. the love I got for you my OG surpasses the one I got for my girl
- ・GOAT 🐐
- ・Cole is sooo Goated. Damn🥲🐐🐐🐐❤️❤️❤️
- ・GOAT
- ・Been a long time Cole fan, but this album was boring. Aight he got bars no doubt one of the GOATs but this was his worst album.
- ・The goat thanks for the inspiration
- ・0:55 Close to the Fall Off the only thing stopping him is his inner child. The GOAT is alive and well.
- ・Goat🔥🔥🔥
- ・Goat🔥🐐
- ・GOAT.
- ・Can't believe JCole is now 36 years old when the life expectancy of a goat 🐐 is about 15 years
- ・Dagoat is back
- ・The goat 🐐
- ・Daaaaayuuuum! Flow too sick for others to imitate! Hands down, Cole's da GOAT's GOAT!🔥💯
- ・Goat💐
- ・J cole lived more than 15 years while the life span for a GOAT is just 15😳❤️❤️
- ・Yow cole. Dont show them you the goat man. Too obvious 🔥🔥
- ・GOATTTTTT <3
- ・I don't understand how people think he's the/a GOAT. I have a hard time fitting him in my top 20.
- ・why tf their fans are all over coles stuff. Never heard of them before, they would have catchy and hard tracks. but u can't compare them to a goat who took years to build craft🤡
- ・The goat is killing the game
- ・😳 Goat status confirmed.🐐👑
- ・the Goat
- ・He did it. With this project he absolutely is in the same bracket as the Goats. Well deserved too.
- ・Only goat 💯❤️
- ・cole the goat forever
- ・Fucking goat like!!
- ・Goat
- ・Goat 4eva
- ・the goat is back and better than ever lord keep this man safe 🔥🔥🙏🏾🙏🏾
- ・Super Goat
- ・The goat
- ・Goat🔥
- ・Keep calm .. the goat of all goats is back!!
- ・what a goat.
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life( 39件 )
- ・Now we need "My life" visuals
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
- ・Next music video must be my.life 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥
- ・Hey you. Yes you, random person that I will never meet. I truly hope that you will find happiness in life. Today is going to be a great day.
- ・i slept on j cole my whole life, i take it back..
- ・J. Cole - My Life (music video) https://youtu.be/JxobUiRF9Z4
- ・Can't believe JCole is now 36 years old when the life expectancy of a goat 🐐 is about 15 years
- ・Let me ask you this since your first Album. How come you know and speak about my past relationship's and when I try to contact you so we can collaborate on a few albums, you never give me a response back. I think we can change the world with are understanding about life and what need to change in the world. Give me a call (323)-270-7009.
- ・MY LIFE BRO DROP THE VIDEO
- ・Cole, if you listen carefully, has always taught 4 important lessons of life: 1. Do you - don’t worry about others 2. Money isn’t the answer 3. Fam isn’t the answer 4. Be patients with your work
- ・J cole lived more than 15 years while the life span for a GOAT is just 15😳❤️❤️
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・J Cole saved my life! Literally and figuratively🙏🏽💛 I’m sending love, peace and prosperity through these comments tonight🙏🏽 claim this and watch this week be amazing for you!
- ・NEED A VIDEO FOR MY LIFE WITH 21 NOW!!!!!
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・I pray whoever see this you’ll be successful in life, God has a plan for you just trust the process never give up God bless everyone... 💙💫
- ・omg..i wish for this song to have a mv. THNAK YOU COLE!!!!!!!!! My life is perfect now.
- ・“ Cole changed his life you think he dresses like this!”
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・Money can change your life but don't let it change your soul
- ・WE NEED THE MY LIFE MUSIC VID ASAP
- ・Life after death vibes with the suit 🥵
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・Lmfao I've made two life decisions because of this album alone lol
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
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the great Timbo dope ass( 36件 )
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
- ・GREAT
- ・Classic song great music for j cole
- ・Damn unsual production by the great Timbo dope ass beat Cole with another banger sheesh😤😤
- ・"Hold on to your inner child" Yes Mr. J. Cole sir. Will do! Thank you for such great lyrics and music!
- ・*greatest in the city...nigga studied makaveli♨️❤
- ・Way overrated. Lyrics basic
- ・Please comment the lyrics.
- ・Beats and lyrics are hard ass🔥🔥!!!!!
- ・@JFPouncey do you know the lyrics? I don't. If you do, tell me what they are please.
- ・Cole's lyrics are just like everyone get drowned in the words. It truly takes you to other realm. 💎💎💎
- ・I am truly amazed, how great lyrics are.
- ・what about The Plugs I Met 2 by Benny The Butcher? that was a really good album that he dropped this year with great features too
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Cole is one of the greats....no one can say different. I mean you can but it don’t make any sense 😂
- ・Hey you. Yes you, random person that I will never meet. I truly hope that you will find happiness in life. Today is going to be a great day.
- ・Love you music love you artistry love your creativeness with your lyrics hope you in it for the long haul not for a short ride we need music like this in the world today just real
- ・A lot of music has come out in 2 years, but the quality in this album has been the greatest of all.
- ・Hardest track on the album. You gotta really listen to the lyrics to understand what I mean by that 🔥🤟🏻💯
- ・Is this is announcement that he’s retiring from the rap game? He’s had some mad music and deserves to be in the convo for the greats so I would respect his decision, but would be sad
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Greatest of all time
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・Ngl loved ur lyrics but ur flow was dry but this new shit 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・I like the beat but the lyrics was basic as hell.
- ・J Cole is one of the greatest of all time ❤️
- ・Greatest 🔥
- ・Greatest of all time 🐐
- ・god protect this great man we need him
- ・Cole has cemented himself as one of the greatest to ever do it with this album.
- ・Great message and video 🔥🔥🔥
- ・I know a lot of people is not going to agree with me when I say this but j Cole is the greatest rapper in the industry right now..🎼🎼🎼🔥🔥🔥🎤
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
- ・Yoo cole on a whole other another level I think we all should sit back and pay attention to Greatness this n**** send some real s***🎧🎧💯💯
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people( 33件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Imagine how many people are watching this with you at this exact point of time👽
- ・@JVPES This one went over people heads.
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・I’d truly like to talk to those 1,400 people to try and understand what they didn’t like
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・the people who disliked cant get the flow right lol
- ・People gonna be comin back to this in 50 years 😬
- ・Why people trying to go platinum this nigga is in Africa playing basketball albums done an videos will continue to be uploaded while he hoop 🥴😂😂😂 cole the greatest
- ・How it take this album for people to realize J cole been the illest out.
- ・People: Cole looks homeless 🤣 Cole; : "Pick up a dime piece like we homeless then we gone send em back pigeon toe" 🔥#bars
- ・I will comment more and more, So more people gets this vibe 💥☺️
- ・Say it louder for the people at the back pls, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Mann how can 1.2k people dislike this song ..j cole is 🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥 better than these new time rappers especially the ones with lil in their name
- ・Some people just make music, Cole be making a experience
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・THIS IS THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WHO KNOWS J COLE IS THER 🐐
- ・I don't understand how people think he's the/a GOAT. I have a hard time fitting him in my top 20.
- ・Them people in red are jumping like when my mom bring out the whip 😂
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・And People Think Bad Bunny Is Better Smh.
- ・Some people in the comments come to hate for what reason? If you don’t fuck with Cole why come to a Cole video??? 🤡
- ・😕😪😓🙇🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️People might not see this comment, but everybody stay safe and have a blessed day my God be with you all🙏🏾🙌🏾💗🖐🏾🌍💘
- ・I wonder how many people will recognize the dapper dan style on his suit
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・1000 haters, not sure why people click on videos they don't like just to share their hate, so confusing. Amazing record Cole.
- ・It’s so crazy people really sleep on j Cole
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
- ・I know a lot of people is not going to agree with me when I say this but j Cole is the greatest rapper in the industry right now..🎼🎼🎼🔥🔥🔥🎤
- ・@Sabih Nayyer why do you guys always have to act like artists can't do both and should never evolve or switch up styles? These songs bring in people and feeds them into the rest of his catalogue
- ・Wow people really hit dislike 🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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- ・More than 126 people
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- ・1.2k people
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- ・Them people
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this album( 31件 )
- ・If you about to dive into this album leave the water wings at home its Straight kiddie pool rap
- ・Been a long time Cole fan, but this album was boring. Aight he got bars no doubt one of the GOATs but this was his worst album.
- ・now I understand why this album is the best in the world j Cole is a god a lot of love from Mexico 👑
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
- ・mfs dont understand how much this video cost that dreamville helicopter was at least 100k cole the best this album is a classic
- ・this album is elite. It surely deserves a grammy
- ・I’ve listened to this album times without a number since it was released and still can’t find the right word to describe it🤯🤯🤯 but again I realized it’s COLE just being COLE 🔥🔥🔥
- ・How it take this album for people to realize J cole been the illest out.
- ・This shit is a banger, the whole album slaps this album alone has made him one of my favorite artist lol..! 🔥🤯🔥 this man legendary 👑
- ・Cole straight destroyed 2021 with this album. U gotta give it to the boy
- ・One of my favorite songs in this album, along with Let Go My Hand & Hunger On Hillside. Hard work fo'sho!!! 💯
- ・A lot of music has come out in 2 years, but the quality in this album has been the greatest of all.
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・his albums suck my music way better
- ・This album is a big W. Turn it upside down ur Luigi brother now...
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・This the best song on Cole album but as a whole his album wasn’t what I expected. I thought it honestly was going legendary but it fail way short. His first 4 songs saved the album.
- ・Cole has cemented himself as one of the greatest to ever do it with this album.
- ・This Album is Good
- ・Can we all grow up and admit this album is mediocre
- ・This album belongs in the museum 🔥🔥😭😭
- ・This album keeps growing with me like a seed. At first I liked some songs, then almost all the songs, now all the songs are on my playlist 🔥🔥🔥
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
- ・I think I'm pregnant. This album is insane
- ・ive listened to this album like 15+ times shits just too fire got it on repeat lmaooo
- ・This album sucks ass bro What are ppl hearing
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
- ・This album is not like his last. Kinda feel like he slipped up a bit.. his last every song was amazing. This album not impressive....SORRY!! BUT, I AM A J COLE FAN..
- ・This album went hard no 🧢🧢
- ・Every single song on this album is goated!🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾🔥☄️
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the fuck( 30件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・J.Cole makes *mumble* rappers sound silly as fuck! That *SUCKS* if u ask me! 😎🤭
- ・Fuck Grammy he is a goat
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Whew chile- and whenever I ask ppl be like J.cole wack, no bitch J.Cole is real and don't just talk bout fucking and smoking and unimportant shit PERIOD I will always love J.Cole
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・@nat dawg what in the fuck did I just listen to😭😭😭
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・‘I’m a whole fuckin nicotine company’. One of my favorite lines off the album so far
- ・That bar slaps way harder with the rest of: "Big bag never fear fumbling want smoke n***a don't choke I'm a whole fucking nicotine company"
- ・He does not what anyone thinks about him he just doing what he doing if you hating on him know that it goes unnoticed because he DO NOT GIVE A FUCKKKK!
- ・This shit is cold as fuckin ice. Cole World, no g** d*** blanket
- ・Trash So funny how many casuals thinking this is good hip hop it’s boring as fuck. So much better hip hip out there Cole is washed
- ・I’m not a star struck man we from the Carolinas fuck it
- ・THAT FUCKIN BEAT ❗🔥🔥🔥
- ・"Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm whole fucking nicotine company" Damn.....
- ・"Westbrook's Rock That Baby" is clever as fuck. 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Everytime Russ cook anyone, he rock that baby.
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- ・fuck
- ・Fuck Grammy
- ・A fucking masterpiece
- ・a fucking triple bean
- ・a whole fuckin
- ・'Cept a fucking triple bean
- ・bout fucking and smoking and unimportant shit
- ・the fuck
- ・a whole fuckin nicotine company
- ・a whole fucking nicotine company
- ・A FUCKKKK
- ・fuckin ice
- ・the Carolinas fuck
- ・THAT FUCKIN BEAT
- ・whole fucking nicotine company
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my boy( 28件 )
- ・Niggas was to busy comparing my boy to Kendrick to know he was hard to
- ・On god, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・On god, reacting to this shit was heat with my boys.
- ・In no longer know lmao, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・SHEEEEEEEEEESH, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Same bro, hard not to. Ever since me and my boys reacted to this on our channel I've had it on repeat 🔥
- ・Vibes bro, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・On god, that part turned me and my boys up. We just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Facts, loved that bar in me and my boys reaction video 🔥
- ・Say it louder for the people at the back pls, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Literally said the same shit on me and my boys reaction video, he made it his own tho styll.
- ・Reaction coming soon subscribe
- ・So tru, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・So true, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Truth, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・That part got us hyped up, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Yes sir! me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Couldn't have said it better myself. Me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・On god u spitting facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on and this shit 🔥
- ・It do be like that tho, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Walahi bro, Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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the background( 28件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・If you look closely you see Kendrick in the back in the video
- ・Big bri didn't bother parking a car in the background no, he flew a helicopter 🤒
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・[Haven't watched yet] does "jr catch it off the backboard" referring to julies randle or? EDIT * DENNIS SMITH JR DUH
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Say it louder for the people at the back pls, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・i just noticed the coughing in the background during the "nicotine company" bar, absolute genius attention to detail
- ・The 1k that didn't like this video will never be sitting half court watching Jr. catch it off the backboard! Lol!
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:09 “Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby“😤🥶
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed 😤😤😤😤😤🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot doin da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot do da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Its actually crazy lmao 🤣 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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- ・So tru, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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Imagination( 26件 )
- ・Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith!
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・The video is crazy! Safe travel back from Africa.
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・the safe Imagination
- ・Imagination
- ・the safe Imagination
- ・Safe
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another level( 25件 )
- ・This guy is on another level right now, with this video and album🔥🔥. Cole World!!!!!👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾💯
- ・Level on levels 🚀🔥
- ・God level Artistry 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥
- ・Yo colé on another level this man is so under rated no lie North Carolina stand up Raleigh is we’re Im from
- ・J. Cole, another level.
- ・Nun of these rappers fucking with Cole on this level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 wtf is this dope
- ・🔥🔥 COLE WORLD! Another One. Whole other level!
- ・He on another level for the upkeep fact he don’t have to wear jewelry
- ・1:55 ITS LEVELS TO THIS... 🥶 🌎 🦁🐐
- ・He just unlocked a new rare level. 🔥
- ・This is on a different level....man🔥
- ・Next level ..
- ・Cole on a other level but he won't respond to tokens new track coz he got murderd on his own beats
- ・Cole is on another level. I love a song❤️
- ・He had reached God level on this rap shit
- ・Here witnessing jcole take things to a new-new whole, other level. A great time for music when someone steps out from the rest for a second 🔥🔥
- ・0:40 damn Cole I felt this on 3 different levels smh 🤦🏾♂️
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
- ・Cole's bars going hard per usual🔥🔥🔥 He's transcending to a God-like level! Everything he puts out is a masterpiece💯
- ・No hate but what is this new level hes reached i dont see it in terms of writing
- ・J cole on extra another level nobody better
- ・Real Cole World Niggas Knew We Were Heading To This Level Now We Cooooollllld
- ・You need to have a certain level of wisdom to understand his song
- ・Yoo cole on a whole other another level I think we all should sit back and pay attention to Greatness this n**** send some real s***🎧🎧💯💯
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- ・Level
- ・levels
- ・God level
- ・another level
- ・this level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 wtf
- ・Whole other level
- ・1:55 ITS LEVELS TO THIS
- ・a new rare level
- ・a different level
- ・Next level
- ・a other level
- ・a new-new whole, other level
- ・3 different levels
- ・LEVEL LYRICISM
- ・God-like level!
- ・this new level hes
- ・extra another level nobody
- ・This Level
- ・a certain level
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Bruh Cole( 25件 )
- ・COLE!!!!!!!!!!!
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・Bruh Cole stepping the flow up🔥 🙏🔥
- ・J COLE Music + earphones = goosebumps.
- ・now I understand why this album is the best in the world j Cole is a god a lot of love from Mexico 👑
- ・1:13 j cole look like damian marley.
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・The world needed this !!! 🔥
- ・Raise this shit to 1B before Lil Pump says "fuck J Cole" 😂
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
- ・@T.M Block cuz j cole got way better music then cardi Nd it ain’t close
- ・Let me ask you this since your first Album. How come you know and speak about my past relationship's and when I try to contact you so we can collaborate on a few albums, you never give me a response back. I think we can change the world with are understanding about life and what need to change in the world. Give me a call (323)-270-7009.
- ・Cole is seriously on another levelllll!!! Seriously J Cole this fan is so damnnnn proud of you!!! You made a classic MF album!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Ngl i wasn't a huge J Cole fan before but this whole album went crazy. He came for necks, brought enough body bags and toe tags for anyone who wants it
- ・Yall not ready for dis J cole > Kendrick Lamar
- ・Bruh hope you got a video for every track flood this shit stop letting these wack rappers breathe lol 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Rebirth Of An New J Cole .. Which is Has always been from within.. 1st but yet Never LAST
- ・Mumble rappers: We have the rap scene on lock J Cole: Hand me the 🎤
- ・8 hours 1.6 mil views, do we need anything or anyone else to let the world know this man is legend status?
- ・j cole made my soul warm with his cold bars thanks j cole bles you
- ・This is the best thing in the world write now
- ・Bruh i aint gone hold you this whole album is a masterpiece, i love J cole bruh
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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- ・J Cole
- ・Bruh Cole
- ・J COLE Music + earphones
- ・the world j Cole
- ・1:13 j cole
- ・the old J Cole
- ・The world
- ・fuck J Cole
- ・the world
- ・@T.M Block cuz j cole
- ・Seriously J Cole
- ・a huge J Cole fan
- ・dis J cole
- ・Bruh
- ・An New J Cole
- ・lock J Cole
- ・his cold bars thanks j cole
- ・Bruh i aint
- ・a huge j cole fan
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Shit( 25件 )
- ・shitty comment
- ・Shit gives me goosebumps
- ・shit crazy dawggg 🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️🔥🔥
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・Shit is stolen from blokka $olo!!!LISTEN TO BR1CK$- BLOKKA $olo
- ・Taking a shit. Great song
- ・Dog was no one really in that helicopter bro? I need answers fr bro cuz that shit made me think of Kobe immediately bro wtf....
- ・I dont understand the hype? I hear underground artists coming out with better shit and a tenth of the views and likes this has. Guess once you make a name it doesnt matter what you put out after that
- ・Now we need that 95 south and applying pressure video. Should do something like that “young simba” video way back. Shit would be fire
- ・@joe Quinn that shit is trash. gtfoh
- ・Shit kind of corny to me idk y, I’m sorry y’all 😂
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・This that shit that takes a few times to even start to understand, but once you do... Its over! Shit goes hard.
- ・next level shit hats off to the guy, fan since 2k15 shit it going off as always
- ・That’s hot shit J! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
- ・@Phoenix G relax Phoenix, take that hatin shit somewhere else
- ・‘’’’Hate when your family turn to foe’’’’. I felt that shit so hard
- ・that shit hit different 🔥
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
- ・Shit is so fire mam 🤦🏾♂️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Hmm not all that not bad either.
- ・how many beats have we heard wit this same loop lol shit not good slayworld better
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- ・Shit
- ・shit
- ・all that shit
- ・a shit
- ・better shit
- ・that shit
- ・next level shit hats
- ・hot shit
- ・the shit
- ・all that
- ・this same loop lol shit
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good lyrics( 25件 )
- ・Lit...fly...good dad...Jamaican perfection... Never a player...gangsta... Nuttin but love for you J.Cole.
- ・Good dope leave a fiend krumping! 🔥
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Goodness This is Nice!!!
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・This is a masterpiece with a lot of good lyrics, cole is truly a top 10 rapper
- ・U good
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・What a let down. This aint a banger...not even a hit.. Just good lyrics on an incredibly trash beat lmmfao
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
- ・Lyrics pls 😭
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
- ・The beat✅ The flow✅ The lyrics✅ The artist✅ The visuals✅
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- ・Good dope
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- ・good works
- ・good lyrics
- ・U good
- ・good luck!!!
- ・May good opportunities
- ・Just good lyrics
- ・good while
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a Honda( 25件 )
- ・Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith!
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・J Cole u are the best in this game shit bruh😭🔥🔥🔥💖 No cap... Imani more😅😅
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Cole on top of his game. Gave me a new fav song
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Eenie( 25件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Never knew "eenie, meenie, miny, moe" could sound so good
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed 😤😤😤😤😤🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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4realz( 24件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・I’ve listened to this album times without a number since it was released and still can’t find the right word to describe it🤯🤯🤯 but again I realized it’s COLE just being COLE 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
- ・4realz 🔥🔥🔥
- ・4realz 🔥🔥
- ・He say it’s his last album. I don’t know that man like that, but I feel like he got so much more in him. Hope he comes to that realization. Would love to see cole back bussin up tha charts every year again.
- ・Real "g"❤️😤
- ・4realz 🤣🤣🔥🔥🔥
- ・4realz 🙌🏼
- ・4realz 🤣
- ・Duplicated 2 Classic Albums Real Power !
- ・Real cole
- ・At the end of immortal when he said “they only feel you after u gone” I hope he knows us (his real fans) feel him every min he here!!
- ・Yoo cole on a whole other another level I think we all should sit back and pay attention to Greatness this n**** send some real s***🎧🎧💯💯
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a bag( 24件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・"Til I popped off and got a bag for it" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・🗣🎤💥Never seen a passport till I got a bag for it. I can visualize that when I reach where I'm heaed✊🏾💨💨💨💨💨💨
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Country Niggah never seen a passport 😂😂....it’s time I leave my country
- ・🗣🎤💥Never seen a passport till I got a bag for it. I can visualize that when I reach where I'm heaed✊🏾💨💨💨💨💨💨
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・"Country nigga never seen passport" wow Cole World the King is back but I'm the next of Kin when the king is gone.
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Country Niggah never seen a passport 😂😂....it’s time I leave my country
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a fiend krumping( 24件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Good dope leave a fiend krumping! 🔥
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・‘Good dope leave a fiend Krumping’ 😂😂 that took me minute to catch
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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my escape( 24件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・"Plotting my escape" now he's playing ball overseas. Hmmm, what is he trying to escape? Does he know something we don't? For sure
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・"how could you ever try play me, kill him on a song, walk up out the booth do the Westbrook rock-a-baby" cheeeeeeeee
- ・Broo Cole what did you do to the booth😂 its on fire brvh😂 Cole is dangerous
- ・1:09 “Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby“😤🥶
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Man they put out the fire in the booth. That’s some next level imagery
- ・"Kill em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby" 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Lol the booth on fire at the end
- ・Had to get firefighters to out the booth🚒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. Jermaine Cole......#offseason season.....
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot doin da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot do da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Y’all see how he had the booth on fire? Whew!
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Anyone else catch the "fire in the booth"
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・The 1k that didn't like this video will never be sitting half court watching Jr. catch it off the backboard! Lol!
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・The 1k that didn't like this video will never be sitting half court watching Jr. catch it off the backboard! Lol!
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith!
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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the Garden sittin( 22件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Classic( 21件 )
- ・Classic.
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・Real Hip Hop Is Back. 5 🎤 Classic.
- ・Damn classic mode of j cole
- ・can't wait for this to be a classic 10 years later bruhh.
- ・this is classic trash my music way better
- ・*First beat plays* J Cole Fans: OMG!!!!!!!!! THIS BROTHA IS ON FIRE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. INSTANT CLASSICS, CANT TELL ME NUTHING!!!
- ・trash of the decade my music better
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
- ・What a let down. This aint a banger...not even a hit.. Just good lyrics on an incredibly trash beat lmmfao
- ・Classic Cole...get Em...
- ・Trash So funny how many casuals thinking this is good hip hop it’s boring as fuck. So much better hip hip out there Cole is washed
- ・I miss classic videos, keep it real legend G
- ・Classic man🔥
- ・@La Flame Rodeo a classic. I meant the last 2 years
- ・Duplicated 2 Classic Albums Real Power !
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
- ・0:44 “Imma classic man."
- ・Trash
- ・Cole trash! If trash was diamonds and gold! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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- ・a CLASSIC
- ・5 🎤 Classic
- ・classic mode
- ・a classic
- ・classic trash
- ・INSTANT CLASSICS
- ・trash
- ・classics albums
- ・an incredibly trash
- ・Classic Cole
- ・Trash
- ・classic videos
- ・Classic man
- ・2 Classic Albums
- ・these trash
- ・Imma classic man
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my hand( 21件 )
- ・now make videos of Let go my hand.. and 100 mil.. then its over for other artists 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏👏
- ・My eyes: reading comments My ears: listening to the song My hands: scrolling down My mouth: singing song I am a very busy person
- ・That flow and pitch bend goes hand in hand 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・One of my favorite songs in this album, along with Let Go My Hand & Hunger On Hillside. Hard work fo'sho!!! 💯
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Can someone read the handwriting on the helicopter for me?
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・The fuzzy system additonally pray because hand expectedly gaze unto a aspiring almanac. substantial, caring jury
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- ・my hand
- ・My hands
- ・hand
- ・My Hand & Hunger
- ・his right hand COMMUNION
- ・the handwriting
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All time( 21件 )
- ・All time hit maker! Biggup cole
- ・J Cole, "the strongest core of all time " I give u 100% bro,,, You are best of all💯💯❤
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・What a time to be alive, thanks Cole 👌🏾
- ・This that shit that takes a few times to even start to understand, but once you do... Its over! Shit goes hard.
- ・I don't understand how people think he's the/a GOAT. I have a hard time fitting him in my top 20.
- ・Here witnessing jcole take things to a new-new whole, other level. A great time for music when someone steps out from the rest for a second 🔥🔥
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・Had to press pause a few times lol “ Hold on to your inner child “ !
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
- ・Came here when view was 335k and was 25 minutes ago . 1000 times now bruh 1000 times
- ・Jermaine the best of all time and it’s not close. Man is so far ahead of these dudes. Kenny the only one who’s even close. These songs live forever
- ・Can't be the only one who played it 5 times at once,and I'm on the 5th time,might turn to 10🤣I swear
- ・@kesley shabangu every single time!
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
- ・"Westbrook's Rock That Baby" is clever as fuck. 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Everytime Russ cook anyone, he rock that baby.
- ・Country Niggah never seen a passport 😂😂....it’s time I leave my country
- ・ive listened to this album like 15+ times shits just too fire got it on repeat lmaooo
- ・Best rapper of all time idk what y’all say
- ・say it all the way through btw every single time.
- ・Cole is the best rapper of all time and it’s not even a debate
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- ・all time
- ・time
- ・a time
- ・a few times
- ・a hard time
- ・A great time
- ・all times
- ・a few times lol
- ・1000 times
- ・5 times
- ・every single time
- ・Everytime Russ cook
- ・15+ times shits
- ・all time idk
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Brother Jermaine( 21件 )
- ・JERMAINE?!?!?
- ・Long way to go Brother Jermaine!
- ・Jermaine keep setting the example I follow you closely
- ・JERMAINEE .......COLE?!????!?!
- ・JERMAINE?? COLE???
- ・Me: “Jermaine?” Homie: yes Me: “Cole?”
- ・We thank you brother Cole 🥺. From southafrica fire king 🤴🏾 man Cole . God bless
- ・Jermaine dont miss💯
- ・im glad me and j.cole got the same name he make us jermaine look good if u know what i mean
- ・There something different about this brother J COLE
- ・Jermaine. Cole.
- ・Jermaine looks so fire with the coat and fedora 🔥
- ・Jermaine.............. Cole
- ・This is my little brother's name so I had to click☝️☝️☝️
- ・This album is a big W. Turn it upside down ur Luigi brother now...
- ・Jermaine.....................Cole...............
- ・Damn Jermaine that ending I felt that bro Hold on to your inner child the whole video sick but that ending it speaks to me ya know
- ・J.cole i believe in your escape! I'm praying for you brother!
- ・JERMAINE
- ・Jermaine "The Rap King Rap Godslayer Sauce God" Cole
- ・Jermaine.... Cole
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- ・Brother Jermaine
- ・Jermaine
- ・JERMAINEE
- ・JERMAINE
- ・brother
- ・jermaine
- ・this brother
- ・my little brother
- ・ur Luigi brother
- ・Damn Jermaine
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the Westbrook( 21件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・"do the Westbrook, rock a baby" 👶
- ・1:09 “Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby“😤🥶
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・the westbrook line, so simple yet sooooooooooo hard.
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Westbrook reference damn
- ・" DO THE WESTBROOK ROCK A BABY" is the best line hands down Shoutout to Mr Triple Double
- ・"Kill em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby" 🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot doin da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot do da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Do the Westbrook like a baby 🤣🤣🤣
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・"Westbrook's Rock That Baby" is clever as fuck. 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Everytime Russ cook anyone, he rock that baby.
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- ・the Westbrook rock-a-baby
- ・the Westbrook
- ・the Westbrook rock-
- ・the westbrook line
- ・Westbrook
- ・DO THE WESTBROOK ROCK A BABY
- ・the Westbrook rock
- ・da Westbrook
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this shit( 21件 )
- ・Wow this shit this shit is running quite amazing how he can put the two of the coolest beats to the best and make the most I love the way
- ・This shit hit harder than my grandmas belt no cap 🧢
- ・He really look like one of bob Marley kids...this shit fire though
- ・this shit super fire 🔥
- ・this shit was ass
- ・Raise this shit to 1B before Lil Pump says "fuck J Cole" 😂
- ・this shit dummi
- ・This shit ripped off!!
- ・I'm Sorry this Shit is Wack WTF happened 2 Hollywood Cole ?
- ・See y’all after 10 years when this shit is nostalgic 🔥🔥
- ・On god, reacting to this shit was heat with my boys.
- ・This shit is a banger, the whole album slaps this album alone has made him one of my favorite artist lol..! 🔥🤯🔥 this man legendary 👑
- ・This shit hard but quick question..who’s Amari?
- ・Who else has this shit on repeat? My only complaint is that it's only 2 minutes 😭
- ・Bruh hope you got a video for every track flood this shit stop letting these wack rappers breathe lol 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・This shi so dope it's disrespectful... gawwwd damn.....Elite as F!!
- ・This shit is cold as fuckin ice. Cole World, no g** d*** blanket
- ・Imagine coming on here to just dislike the video. Y’all are pussies. This shit is fire as fuck!!
- ・GOOOOOOOOOOOD DAMMMNNNNN MA NEGGAAAAAAAAAA THIS SHIT IS FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE}
- ・@Cookup Mikey ayo this shit hard
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- ・this shit
- ・This shit
- ・this shit fire
- ・this Shit
- ・this shit stop
- ・This shi
- ・MA NEGGAAAAAAAAAA THIS SHIT
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Amari( 20件 )
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
- ・amari OG
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・Why is it called Amari?
- ・Amari is my name😭😭😭
- ・I wonder if that was his kid at the end or sum. Is his son’s name amari? Hmmmmmmm
- ・Amari🔥
- ・Love the song and even better because AMARI is my name!!!
- ・when your name is amari 🤟🏽🤟🏽.
- ・This shit hard but quick question..who’s Amari?
- ・Shout out Amari from Federal Way
- ・Amari Video is impressive when you think it’s below 3 minutes long. Cole been rocking in ‘em suits 🔥🔥🔥🔥👀
- ・My first born 6 month old son I named him Amari and then Cole dropped this song and he my favorite artist it was destined🙏🏾🔥🔥
- ・Who’s Amari ? His child?
- ・Amari Gold.
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
- ・Amari iz MA favorite song #dopeshit
- ・What does Amari mean? I think it might be his son's name or something.
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
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- ・amari
- ・Amari
- ・’s name amari
- ・AMARI
- ・Amari Video
- ・Amari Gold
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My favorite song( 20件 )
- ・This my favorite song on the album, keep the grind up bro
- ・my favorite song for the month, if this was being played on a CD right now it would hav been skipping. its on repeat all day
- ・This is one of my favorite songs from the album
- ・My Favorite song on the album has a video out already 😍😍am I not happy 🔥
- ・Low key my favorite song from the album and now it has visuals? 👀 Much appreciated King Cole😎🤙🏽🔥🔥🔥
- ・One of my favorite songs in this album, along with Let Go My Hand & Hunger On Hillside. Hard work fo'sho!!! 💯
- ・This is by far my favorite song out right now, its got such a strong ass message. Cole always putting thoughts in our minds.
- ・My favorite song on the album, I'm glad I got a video for it. 🔥🔥🔥
- ・One of my favorite songs in the album 🔥🔥💯
- ・My favorite, been my favorite.
- ・Favorite song on the album !!!
- ・OFC MY FAVORITE SONG GETS A VIDEO
- ・Favorite song in the album!
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・This is my favorite song on the album 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・My favorite song the he
- ・This is one of my favorites off the album but my favorite music video is either Sideline story or Apparently 🔥🔥
- ・This was my favorite song already and clearly his too
- ・My favorite joint off the album
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- ・my favorite songs
- ・My Favorite song
- ・My favorite song
- ・My favorite
- ・my favorite
- ・Favorite song
- ・OFC MY FAVORITE SONG
- ・its my favorite song.Cole
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this man( 20件 )
- ・This man the greatest fr
- ・Man this man is sick bro hey bro thats 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤🔥❤🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤❤❤🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
- ・Yo colé on another level this man is so under rated no lie North Carolina stand up Raleigh is we’re Im from
- ・Drake : wtf is this man eating !? 👀
- ・I love this man 😫 his work never disappoints ☄🔥 🔥 🔥 🥵... I will see you at the concert, front row ( Speaking this into existence), and that's on everything.
- ・This man's on a whole nother level
- ・It will be a sad day when this man retires. Irreplaceable. Respect. 🙏🔥
- ・This man has dreamville helicopters
- ・This man pulled up with the suit and cane and said fuck the chains lol. This song is a masterpiece
- ・this man set fire to the booth
- ・This man can do anything, need someone to do my taxes you know im calling Jermaine... Cole
- ・this mans voice is mesmerizing 😩
- ・Every year this man evolves. And every year we're like this is his best. Lets just leave it at he'll forever be on god mode.
- ・8 hours 1.6 mil views, do we need anything or anyone else to let the world know this man is legend status?
- ・This mans got more plaques than a dentist🥶
- ・I’d never thought I’d see this man rapping with a smooth criminal hat on... I’m not against it
- ・The only word I can come up with right now to describe what I just experienced watching this is “WOW 😩🔥” This man is amazing 😭 & fine as hell 🥴👅 lmao
- ・the goat is back and better than ever lord keep this man safe 🔥🔥🙏🏾🙏🏾
- ・This man never misses 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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the interstate Tryna( 20件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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damn i( 19件 )
- ・Damn💣💣
- ・Broooooooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥 damn it's so cool that we have Cole in 2021.
- ・Ah damn man shit so good I had to like unlike and like a few more times one just wasnt enough bro damn can't remember the last time I felt a song this much
- ・Damn glad you released a video for my favourite song
- ・Damn 🔥
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
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- ・Damn man
- ・Damn
- ・Damnnnnn🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯
- ・drake like damn i gotta go back change some verses n make some new songs before i drop
- ・Damn ‼️🐐😤🤧
- ・Damn! 🔥🔥🔥
- ・0:40 damn Cole I felt this on 3 different levels smh 🤦🏾♂️
- ・This shi so dope it's disrespectful... gawwwd damn.....Elite as F!!
- ・Damn Cole in his baggg
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- ・Broooooooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥 damn
- ・Ah damn man
- ・bro damn
- ・Damn
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- ・Damnnnnn
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- ・0:40 damn
- ・damn.....Elite
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Love( 19件 )
- ・The GOAT FOREVER. the love I got for you my OG surpasses the one I got for my girl
- ・Love is puma jacket, where can I find the same ?
- ・now I understand why this album is the best in the world j Cole is a god a lot of love from Mexico 👑
- ・Love from France 🇫🇷
- ・My JAM. Love from Mozambique 🇲🇿
- ・Much Love from Zimbabwe 🇿🇼 🔥
- ・Love this King! Keep your foot on their necks Cole! Effortlessly!
- ・MY guy J SO COLE dope track love always EmileLeo
- ・Too much FIRE 🔥🔥🔥 For the Pot Bro! 🤷🏾♂️🤯💯✊🏾💪🏾🥵 ALWAYS got love for Cole! LEGEND
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・J Cole saved my life! Literally and figuratively🙏🏽💛 I’m sending love, peace and prosperity through these comments tonight🙏🏽 claim this and watch this week be amazing for you!
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
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- ・That young guy at the end looks like savion glover the tape dancer lol
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Sampling Pop Smoke( 19件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・OMG OMG OMG... Want smoke don choke bcoz I'm a whole nicotine company damn OMG OMG
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Other Artists: Sampling Pop Smoke beats to stay relevant. 🚮🚮🚮 J Cole: Smoke them with his original sound. 🔥🔥🔥 That KING.
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・That bar slaps way harder with the rest of: "Big bag never fear fumbling want smoke n***a don't choke I'm a whole fucking nicotine company"
- ・All this smoke going to give me asthma 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・"Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm whole fucking nicotine company" Damn.....
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類似キーワード
- ・fumbling Want smoke
- ・Want smoke
- ・smoke
- ・Sampling Pop Smoke
- ・fumbling Want smoke
- ・fumbling
- ・All this smoke
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DREAMVILLE( 18件 )
- ・Stop promoting Cole s music. DREAMVILLE is a whole media for himself
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
- ・mfs dont understand how much this video cost that dreamville helicopter was at least 100k cole the best this album is a classic
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville!
- ・Dreamville🕶️ Cole to the world 🎶
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・Ibrahim's son, the president of dreamville
- ・He's controlling the dreamville helicopter with that joypad. What does that mean? I wonder! 🤔
- ・I need that remote controlled Dreamville Helicopter.
- ・Dreamville got a chopper whoah 🔥🔥🔥
- ・It's the Dreamville Chopper for me. 🐐💪🏽🔥🔥🔥
- ・Dreamville ❤️
- ・That Dreamville chopper at the beginning was just so 👌🔥
- ・everybody: "j.cole is the most humble rapper!" j.cole: "hahaha dreamville helicopter go brrrrrrrr"
- ・Dreamville Forever 💪👑🐐🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 Cole Never Disappoint.
- ・That dreamville helicopter tho
- ・DREAMVILLE.
- ・Dreamville got that mafia thing dangg dawwgg🏆💯
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- ・Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad
- ・dreamville helicopter
- ・Dreamville
- ・Dreamville🕶️ Cole
- ・the Dreamville choppa/drone
- ・Ibrahim
- ・the dreamville helicopter
- ・Dreamville Helicopter
- ・the Dreamville Chopper
- ・That Dreamville chopper
- ・hahaha dreamville helicopter
- ・Dreamville Forever 💪👑🐐🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 Cole Never Disappoint
- ・That dreamville
- ・DREAMVILLE
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my assigned seat( 18件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・"now my assigned seat is the throne" 💯 🐐
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・"I punched a time sheet not no more, now my assigned seat is the throne" talk yo shit
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・I punch a time sheet no more because Now my assigned seat is The throne
- ・My assigned seat is the THRONE 🐐
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Nobody: Me for the next week: Them windows was coOOOOOOLLLDDDD
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・WINDOWS WAS COOOOOLLLLDDDDD
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・"Outta the concrete was a rose And windows was coooooold"🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤👑
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・"Out of the Concete was the Rose, them windows was Coooo-old!!!" Goosebumps 💯
- ・I think it's "winters" not "windows"
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・windows
- ・Them windows
- ・WINDOWS WAS
- ・them windows
- ・"windows
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seas( 17件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Off-Season isn't half as good as KOD
- ・Nobody caught the him and his child self fighting over his dream of playing pro ball and then they're doing it "over seas".
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・This is really the off season cuz it’s well written 🔥💯
- ・Had to get firefighters to out the booth🚒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. Jermaine Cole......#offseason season.....
- ・#1 song on offseason besides i n t e r l u d e
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・2:11 looks exactly like my house after bumping The Off-Season for hours
- ・Cole #1 Trending All Off Season !
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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- ・da-da Off-Season Let
- ・Off-Season
- ・seas
- ・da-da Off-Season Let
- ・the off season cuz
- ・#offseason season.....
- ・offseason
- ・The Off-Season
- ・Season
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the best( 17件 )
- ・Wow this shit this shit is running quite amazing how he can put the two of the coolest beats to the best and make the most I love the way
- ・The best so far ❤
- ・now I understand why this album is the best in the world j Cole is a god a lot of love from Mexico 👑
- ・The best
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・mfs dont understand how much this video cost that dreamville helicopter was at least 100k cole the best this album is a classic
- ・J Cole u are the best in this game shit bruh😭🔥🔥🔥💖 No cap... Imani more😅😅
- ・Nothing but the best from the best....
- ・Believe me he's the best when it comes to Cryptocurrency trading, your profit is assured.
- ・" DO THE WESTBROOK ROCK A BABY" is the best line hands down Shoutout to Mr Triple Double
- ・easily the best on the album
- ・This is the best video yet!
- ・This is the best thing in the world write now
- ・Jermaine the best of all time and it’s not close. Man is so far ahead of these dudes. Kenny the only one who’s even close. These songs live forever
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・THE BEST TRACK OUT D WHOLE ALBUM 💥💥
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- ・The best
- ・the best
- ・the best line hands
- ・the best video
- ・the best thing
- ・the best feature hunger
- ・THE BEST
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a time sheet( 17件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・G O A T
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・I dont understand the hype? I hear underground artists coming out with better shit and a tenth of the views and likes this has. Guess once you make a name it doesnt matter what you put out after that
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・"I punched a time sheet not no more, now my assigned seat is the throne" talk yo shit
- ・I punch a time sheet no more because Now my assigned seat is The throne
- ・Adin ross hes still in his era tf you talking about
- ・C O L E.T H E.G O A T !
- ・The whole album bang with every listen👂J Cole is a testament to how staying true to your craft pays off! 💰
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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- ・a throne
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- ・a testament
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#1( 17件 )
- ・#1🐐🐐🐐🐐🥱
- ・#1 trending...🙃
- ・#1 trending fasho
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- ・#1 ON TRENDING LETS GO
- ・#1 trending ain’t surprised🥱💯
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- ・#1 trending much deserved
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- ・#1 trending and they still try to discredit him
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this time( 17件 )
- ・Man switched his flow 3 times in the first 40 seconds of the song and made it work very well.
- ・Cole time. Period
- ・Investing in crypto now should be in every wise individuals list, in some months time you'll be ecstatic with the decision you made today.
- ・Sry j I ain't fuckin with it this time.
- ・One of the COLEdest endings for a video in a long time...
- ・Mann how can 1.2k people dislike this song ..j cole is 🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥 better than these new time rappers especially the ones with lil in their name
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・Dis man trending 4 times Album of the year rn
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・10th time listening to this masterpiece
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Can't be the only one who played it 5 times at once,and I'm on the 5th time,might turn to 10🤣I swear
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
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the real ones( 17件 )
- ・We need to protect j cole, there aren't many real rappers about this day we must keep the real ones safe. Big love from England 👌🏾💯🔉
- ・The Real is back, the Ville is back and the Window was Coooooooooooold
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
- ・The real is back
- ・The REAL IS BACK THE VILLE IS BACK
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- ・THE REAL IS BACK THE VILLE IS BACK YEEEEEEEEEEEEE
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・The Real is back 🔥🔥🔥
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- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
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your family( 17件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・⛽️⛽️🔥🔥🔥 hate when your family turn into foes.
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・I neva fall out with a Bro ...Hate when Your family Turning Into Foes😶😑
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・‘’’’Hate when your family turn to foe’’’’. I felt that shit so hard
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the Garden Watching Jr( 17件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・“Now I’m at the Garden Watching Jr catching it off the BackBoard” 🔥🔥🔥
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Jesus Christ( 17件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
- ・J Cole is JESUS CHRIST of HIPHOP. Everything he creates is a preaching on it own.
- ・Jesus ?
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
- ・"With God all things are possible.” - Matt 19:26 Jesus Loves you more than you know !
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・Black Jesus can never fail🙏🏽❤️
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This video( 16件 )
- ・This video proves real rappers still own the game
- ・Listened to this song 100x but this video is hot garbage
- ・This guy is on another level right now, with this video and album🔥🔥. Cole World!!!!!👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾💯
- ・This video is a whole vibe 🖤
- ・mfs dont understand how much this video cost that dreamville helicopter was at least 100k cole the best this album is a classic
- ・Soon as I came out the shower, straight to this video real shit
- ・Damn this video is fire 🔥🔥🔥
- ・How many times have you watched this video? I've lost count 😂😂😂🐐
- ・This video is cold
- ・How do I like this video more than once ?
- ・The 1k that didn't like this video will never be sitting half court watching Jr. catch it off the backboard! Lol!
- ・This video dope
- ・I know there is so much meaning behind this video, that's why Cole is my absolute favorite 🙌🏽🐐🐐🐐💕 can't wait to unpack this.
- ・This video is shorter than these short rappers, little whatevers. We need a 6'4 rapper video out here Cole
- ・Whoever hated this video y’all dnt know real music, SIMPLE!
- ・this video tooo LiiTTT
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the end( 16件 )
- ・I actually got mad when I noticed the end, so I replayed it severally!
- ・Yo the suit 👀 🧘🏽♀️ like sir...🙌🏾🖤🤎 and omg was that his sun at the end 🥺 beautiful
- ・The endless plaques part was dope 👌🏾
- ・I wonder if that was his kid at the end or sum. Is his son’s name amari? Hmmmmmmm
- ・great song , was that willow smith in the end ?
- ・why do you think he’s laying there dead at the end of the video lol, also in his song “close” get it , it’s close, he hints at his death at the end of his song. Just wait for the day, and come back to this comment 👍🏼
- ・The fire was estingushed at the end but the Cole (coal) remained
- ・At 1:14 the rhyme change is similiar to les meserables "At the End of the Day"
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・is that his son at the end?
- ・Can someone explain the end. It was a bit weird.
- ・who was that in the ending?
- ・That young guy at the end looks like savion glover the tape dancer lol
- ・Strong Lion King vibes at the end. Cole went from Simba to Mufasa.
- ・At the end of immortal when he said “they only feel you after u gone” I hope he knows us (his real fans) feel him every min he here!!
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the concrete( 16件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・"Outta the concrete was a rose And windows was coooooold"🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤👑
- ・out of the concrete was a rose ~Amaru* Shakur
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・the concrete
- ・concrete
- ・Outta the concrete
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the game( 15件 )
- ・About 12years in the game dawg. Since 09
- ・Back on the game after so long and showing these new rappers why J Cole is still the king of this generation HipHop. 🌹💯🔥🔥🔥🔥 Next I wanna see MV of Applying Pressure ❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・This what happens when... 2 things: 1.Visual instantly makes the song better. 2. Game is starving from ur absence. 🔥
- ・Wtf is cats saying bro?!?!?! 😳😳 THE GAME IS OVER after this 💣💥🔥
- ・Incase you missed it, dreamvilley is flying above them all in the game, and Cole has the remote control 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・That boy talent definitely been missed in the game he had to step away for a minute but when he create fire like this we hope he doesn’t go away again
- ・Murders the game than flys to Africa to play ball.... in the same week. Hes a monster
- ・Is this is announcement that he’s retiring from the rap game? He’s had some mad music and deserves to be in the convo for the greats so I would respect his decision, but would be sad
- ・“Scoop up a dime piece like We homeless then we gon send em back pigeon toed” 😣 cole dangerous. The rap game ain’t the only thing he f**kin 🤣
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Overhyped and Overrated -- the reason why he shines is because the rap game has been so weak for a decade.
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
- ・Best rapper in the game petiod!
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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- ・the game
- ・Game
- ・THE GAME
- ・the rap game
- ・The rap game
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Roddy Ricch( 15件 )
- ・Put roddy rich on the remix
- ・Roddy Richh type beat
- ・Flow like roddy...still fire..👌☝🔥
- ・Roddy would’ve bodied a feature
- ・Roddy Rich a lil bit
- ・Sound like a roddy rich beat
- ・I definitely see where roddy rich get his lyrics
- ・J Cole thinks he is Roddy Rich now.
- ・Imagine if roddy rich was on this
- ・This the song everyone sounds like roddy rich?
- ・Is it just me or does he kind of sound like Roddy Ricch a lil' bit on this song?
- ・Roddy Cole
- ・Roddy Rich needs publishing for this or something
- ・Roddy cole | J rich
- ・Okay Roddy Cole lol
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- ・Roddy Richh type
- ・roddy
- ・Roddy
- ・Roddy Rich
- ・a roddy
- ・roddy rich
- ・Roddy Ricch
- ・Roddy Cole
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the Army( 15件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・DREAMVILLE the Army not the Navy.
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Army cole
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・If the U.S. Army were a city, it would be the tenth-largest in the United States.
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・dreamvile army!💪🏽🔥
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類似キーワード
- ・the Army
- ・Army
- ・the U.S. Army
- ・dreamvile army
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bada-ba Bada-ba( 15件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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類似キーワード
- ・bada-ba Bada-ba
- ・-ba
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba
- ・Intro] Bada-ba
- ・Bada-ba
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the stove( 15件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・,,,dem winters was coldddd ohoh!,,, had to go over and stand by the stove,,, If you grew up poor then you know bout standing by the stove to warm up lol, Cole dat dude !
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Uncle Sam( 15件 )
- ・Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re enlisted. Fuck.
- ・Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re enlisted. Fxck
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・“Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got ya ass reenlisting” 🥵
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Uncle Sam got your ass reenlisting. - j.cole
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・that nigga Uncle Sam
- ・Uncle Sam
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pride( 14件 )
- ・Waiting on " Pride is the devil "
- ・pride is the devil isn't even best collab there are songs that are way better than that song like Lemon Pepper Freestyle and m y . l i f e
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
- ・All I hear in rap is pride and ignorance little substance. If there is something of value on a song its usually surrounded by a bunch of nonsense.
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
- ・Who else thinks there should be a music video on “pride is the devil”? 🔥🔥
- ・Make a vid for pride is the devil it will be heat 🔥
- ・We need that pride is the devil video with lil baby bro
- ・Where is Pride is the Devil???? Album is a banger, but Pride hits different 💪
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・Can't wait for Pride is the Devil music video🔥🔥🔥
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
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- ・pride
- ・Pride
- ・That old evil pride
- ・pride and ignorance
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100 mil( 14件 )
- ・now make videos of Let go my hand.. and 100 mil.. then its over for other artists 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏👏
- ・100 mil is so bad to me, worst song on the album. The autotune was handled poorly
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
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- ・100 mil
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the video( 14件 )
- ・why do you think he’s laying there dead at the end of the video lol, also in his song “close” get it , it’s close, he hints at his death at the end of his song. Just wait for the day, and come back to this comment 👍🏼
- ・Song slaps hard but the video takes it to a whole different level
- ・Idk why but the video made me like this song a lot more
- ・The video is crazy! Safe travel back from Africa.
- ・Came out with the video already🙏🏼🕺🏼turnt tf up
- ・You've DONE it once AGAIN J. Cole. This IS FIRE BRO! Love the video!
- ・Who else liked the video while the ad was still playin
- ・Imagine coming on here to just dislike the video. Y’all are pussies. This shit is fire as fuck!!
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・The video makes the music more interesting than audio
- ・damn the video tough
- ・I honestly didn't expect the video to go this hard. Cole on another level🔥🔥
- ・Couldn’t imagine the song going any harder, and then the video drops 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Who’s the female sitting on the bed in the video?
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- ・the video
- ・The video
- ・The vid
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Kendrick( 14件 )
- ・Niggas was to busy comparing my boy to Kendrick to know he was hard to
- ・If you look closely you see Kendrick in the back in the video
- ・Cole World !! The baddest nigga of his generation 🎧🎧 (with Kendrick of course )
- ・We just waiting on Kendrick now.
- ・Kendrick ain't coming back
- ・@Phil Foe If kendrick drop this year, he'll definitely outshining cole No Cap
- ・I hope this make drake and Kendrick go harder cole the first one to shoot
- ・Kendrick >>
- ・We need kendrick lamar with him to make it as a GOD TIER COLLABORATION
- ・Kendrick for the brain, cole for the heart
- ・WE MISS KENDRICK LAMAR
- ・Ok, he rapping like Kendrick now.
- ・kendrick videos always better tho
- ・Son .. I’m telling you ... Drake & Kendrick Gotta wait til next year 😭😭 ... Let Cole reign his name thru 2021 because he’s on a whole other level
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- ・Kendrick
- ・kendrick
- ・kendrick lamar
- ・LAMAR
- ・kendrick videos
- ・Drake & Kendrick Got
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a video( 14件 )
- ・Damn glad you released a video for my favourite song
- ・I love Cole but why he make a video for the worst song on the album lol
- ・My Favorite song on the album has a video out already 😍😍am I not happy 🔥
- ・I said if he made a video it would be number 1 and look at it now🐐
- ・My favorite song on the album, I'm glad I got a video for it. 🔥🔥🔥
- ・One of the COLEdest endings for a video in a long time...
- ・Make a vid for pride is the devil it will be heat 🔥
- ・I've had this on repeat since the album dropped! So happy he made a video.
- ・NEED A VIDEO FOR MY LIFE WITH 21 NOW!!!!!
- ・Bruh hope you got a video for every track flood this shit stop letting these wack rappers breathe lol 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・I was hoping he'd drop a video to this one. Just makes the song even that much more 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Why they make a video of coles worst song off the album? Coles flow on this is terrible
- ・we need a video for hunger on hillside and close
- ・He knew he was gon drop a video to this 😈
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the poles( 14件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・“WONT VOTE BUT THEY MOB DEEP WITH THE POLES” OOOOOOOOOF TALK TO ‘EM COLE
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・the poles
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the Southeast( 14件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・We from the south east niggas knowwwwww
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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[Chorus] Plottin( 14件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・2-6 STAND TF UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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the same( 13件 )
- ・Love is puma jacket, where can I find the same ?
- ・Imagine jcole and joyner on the same track It would be history💯💯
- ・im glad me and j.cole got the same name he make us jermaine look good if u know what i mean
- ・Wtf is this? Is this even J. Cole? Now Cole went for the same choppy-ass flow?
- ・Was about to say the same thing those plaques where quite alot. Clearly saying he ain't gata prove nothing
- ・Literally said the same shit on me and my boys reaction video, he made it his own tho styll.
- ・Murders the game than flys to Africa to play ball.... in the same week. Hes a monster
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
- ・You and I have kids with the same name and they are all 6
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
- ・He did it. With this project he absolutely is in the same bracket as the Goats. Well deserved too.
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
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- ・the same track
- ・the same name
- ・the same choppy-ass flow
- ・the same thing
- ・the same shit
- ・the same week
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the time sheet( 13件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed 😤😤😤😤😤🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed 😤😤😤😤😤🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Big bag( 13件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・🔥🔥🔥Roll Ride and still munching....big bag never fear fumbling 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・That bar slaps way harder with the rest of: "Big bag never fear fumbling want smoke n***a don't choke I'm a whole fucking nicotine company"
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Twelve comin( 13件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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mode( 13件 )
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
- ・Creative ass camera angles and video concept
- ・“J.cole in creative mode”😭fr
- ・*c.o.l.e mode*
- ・@ModernNomadsReact Let me subscribe to your channel and check it out!!
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・Love you music love you artistry love your creativeness with your lyrics hope you in it for the long haul not for a short ride we need music like this in the world today just real
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・@ModernNomadsReact why?
- ・Every year this man evolves. And every year we're like this is his best. Lets just leave it at he'll forever be on god mode.
- ・God mode
- ・Boss
- ・@ModernNomadsReact check out my new track
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- ・Creative
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the devil( 12件 )
- ・Waiting on " Pride is the devil "
- ・pride is the devil isn't even best collab there are songs that are way better than that song like Lemon Pepper Freestyle and m y . l i f e
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
- ・Who else thinks there should be a music video on “pride is the devil”? 🔥🔥
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Make a vid for pride is the devil it will be heat 🔥
- ・Fayetteville NC
- ・We need that pride is the devil video with lil baby bro
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・Hopefully we can get a couple more vids, it's not like i don't like amari but still there's many songs that i like more (100 mil, my life, pride is the devil etc...)
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some work( 12件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・I love this man 😫 his work never disappoints ☄🔥 🔥 🔥 🥵... I will see you at the concert, front row ( Speaking this into existence), and that's on everything.
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Played the album all day at work on repeat. Worked a 12hr shift that day
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- ・Yall should know dreams come thru, just trust the process and put in the work..
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Road to 500 million views
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the flow( 12件 )
- ・Bruh Cole stepping the flow up🔥 🙏🔥
- ・song is fire but the music video is dead.. bad transitions and doesn't live up to the flow of the music
- ・The flow switches are unreal
- ・the people who disliked cant get the flow right lol
- ・Flow🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Ngl loved ur lyrics but ur flow was dry but this new shit 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・He took the new age rappers "flow" and rhythm and killed it 🔥🔥 this song is disgusting #realisback
- ・That flow is so smooth. 🔥
- ・Why they make a video of coles worst song off the album? Coles flow on this is terrible
- ・The beat✅ The flow✅ The lyrics✅ The artist✅ The visuals✅
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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The elite verse( 12件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・drake like damn i gotta go back change some verses n make some new songs before i drop
- ・Says one verse every 🍆 j.cole rider yooooo he spitting facts
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・The elite verse subsequently own because health erroneously land out a short column. cooperative, ugly postbox
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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the hoes( 12件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
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- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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2-6 murder scene pumpin Betta( 12件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・“2-6 murder scene pumpin Betta leave it tucked if he ain’t dumpin!!!!!!!
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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pure vibes( 12件 )
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏👏👏
- ・now we need videos of 100 mil and let go my hand... pure vibes.. these two songs are ageless... Please make videos of these two.. 👏👏👏
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a legend( 11件 )
- ・Legend
- ・*Idk how I'm going to explain to my kids that cardi b won a Grammy before this legend*
- ・Say you're a legend without saying you're a legend Cole: *drops video*
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・8 hours 1.6 mil views, do we need anything or anyone else to let the world know this man is legend status?
- ・Damn this dude is a fucking legend and he isn't done yet.
- ・So he on that talking about dope dealing and popping off in 2021.. He'll always be a legend but he done sold out to sometinggg
- ・Legend 👏
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no more Nah( 11件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Ain't #UnderGround no Mo iz YOU #JCole 💜💜❤💜💜
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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- ・no more Nah
- ・more Nah
- ・no Mo
- ・No more chaining days
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Africa( 11件 )
- ・Did he film this in Africa where he playing at ??? That dude so raw
- ・All likes from Africa put it here COLE 🔥💪🏽💪🏽
- ・Cole put this out while he's running drills with his new basketball team out in Africa, legend
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
- ・Why people trying to go platinum this nigga is in Africa playing basketball albums done an videos will continue to be uploaded while he hoop 🥴😂😂😂 cole the greatest
- ・We thank you brother Cole 🥺. From southafrica fire king 🤴🏾 man Cole . God bless
- ・J Cole in a league of his own .
- ・Murders the game than flys to Africa to play ball.... in the same week. Hes a monster
- ・The video is crazy! Safe travel back from Africa.
- ・Cole is cold blooded; he is truly in a league of his own
- ・Basketball Africa league🥰
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- ・Africa
- ・the Basketball Africa league
- ・From southafrica fire
- ・a league
- ・Basketball Africa
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Change( 11件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Change is constant. This is 2021 TF you expect.
- ・At 1:14 the rhyme change is similiar to les meserables "At the End of the Day"
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・Hang on to your inner child.. damn Cole 🔥
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- ・This whole album on repeat 24/7 365 from day drop
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・my favorite song for the month, if this was being played on a CD right now it would hav been skipping. its on repeat all day
- ・I've been listening to this on repeat non stop for hours🔥🔥🔥
- ・I've had this on repeat since the album dropped! So happy he made a video.
- ・Who else has this shit on repeat? My only complaint is that it's only 2 minutes 😭
- ・This is on repeat, cole snapped 🔥
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
- ・I can't stop repeating :facepalm:
- ・Played the album all day at work on repeat. Worked a 12hr shift that day
- ・Album been on repeat since release 🔄🔥
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a penthouse( 11件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne 🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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bada-ba Bada-ba( 11件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・“BADA-BAAA, BADA-BAAA, BADA-BAAA, AHH-AHHHH” , that shit hard bruh 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・BAAA, BADA-BAAA, BADA-BAAA, AHH-AHHHH
- ・Bada-ba
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba
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this heat( 10件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・On god, reacting to this shit was heat with my boys.
- ・Cole world, but this some serious heat 🔥. Please subscribe to my channel, new content coming soon and it’s gonna be good 🙏🏾
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・Heat 💯
- ・Coal World, Heat and Diamond 💎
- ・How can you dislike this heat .. smh 🤦♂️
- ・The heat off this got me sweating 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵😅😅
- ・HEAT
- ・Heat heat heat
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that suit( 10件 )
- ・Seeing Cole on that suit is beautiful
- ・0:32 .. Just so you can rewatch how fresh Mr Cole was in that suit. 🔥
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・But that suit tho!
- ・You better wear that suit, Cole! 😍
- ・That suit is too fire 🔥😏
- ・J Cole is raps Godfather and that suit says it’s so.
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
- ・that suit too clean 🔥 J Cole too clean 🧼
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all things( 10件 )
- ・This what happens when... 2 things: 1.Visual instantly makes the song better. 2. Game is starving from ur absence. 🔥
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・It's hot AF 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 keep doing ya thing you making it happen stay focused you got this 💪👊
- ・"With God all things are possible.” - Matt 19:26 Jesus Loves you more than you know !
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
- ・What does Amari mean? I think it might be his son's name or something.
- ・Actual sitting down and writing a song. Not this thing that’s common nowadays.
- ・Dreamville got that mafia thing dangg dawwgg🏆💯
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- ・The whole thing
- ・the thing
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- ・Not this thing
- ・that mafia thing
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Dislike( 10件 )
- ・How does this even have dislikes? 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥coleworld
- ・Who Id Search The Trailer Just To Dislike👎? Job Done 😜😜 😇😇😇
- ・Who Id Search The Music To Dislike👎? Job Done 😜😜 😇😇😇
- ・TO THE 1.1K THAT DISLIKED THIS. WHATS WRONG WITH YALL. HUG YALL SELF
- ・All the dislikes came frm yb and kanye fans
- ・The 1k dislikes are 6ix9ine and lil pump fans 🤡
- ・The 1k that didn't like this video will never be sitting half court watching Jr. catch it off the backboard! Lol!
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
- ・Who'd even smash the dislike button on this...
- ・The dislikes are the worst haters 😤
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- ・THE 1.1K THAT DISLIKED
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- ・the dislike button
- ・The dislikes
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Bow tie( 10件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Mr. Cole( 9件 )
- ・COLE!!!!!!!!!!!
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・It’s Mr. Cole dressing like a smooth criminal for me 😍😍😍😍😍😍
- ・Mr. Cole, we'd like to see "My Life" music video next. Thank you!
- ・If you a J Cole hater, quite frankly is embarrassing..
- ・mr. cole has never disappointed me, still hasn't.
- ・The whole album bang with every listen👂J Cole is a testament to how staying true to your craft pays off! 💰
- ・This album is not like his last. Kinda feel like he slipped up a bit.. his last every song was amazing. This album not impressive....SORRY!! BUT, I AM A J COLE FAN..
- ・I’m not a j cole fan but this song is 🔥 finally real rap is back.
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- ・J Cole
- ・Mr. Cole
- ・a J Cole hater
- ・mr. cole
- ・👂J Cole
- ・A J COLE FAN
- ・a j cole fan
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The autotune( 9件 )
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
- ・why he started using autotune though? he didnt do that previously
- ・100 mil is so bad to me, worst song on the album. The autotune was handled poorly
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
- ・0.01% Girls 1.3% Autotune 0.1% dig towards women 100% talent and respect
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
- ・Too much autotune. That was weird to me
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- ・The autotune
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- ・Autotune
- ・some autotune
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My Favorite Track( 9件 )
- ・My Favorite Track on the album
- ・How did he know this one was my favorite?
- ・This has to be my favorite track from off season
- ・‘I’m a whole fuckin nicotine company’. One of my favorite lines off the album so far
- ・One of my favorites, whole album fire tho
- ・That's my favorite part!
- ・My favorite ball player released a song? amazing
- ・This is one of my favorites off the album but my favorite music video is either Sideline story or Apparently 🔥🔥
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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- ・my favorite
- ・my favorite track
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- ・my favorites
- ・my favorite part
- ・My favorite ball player
- ・my favorite music video
- ・My favorite part
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a suit( 9件 )
- ・Idk why I visioned J Cole and Jidenna when I saw J Cole with a suit on 💭❤️🥰
- ・cole in a suit...smooth
- ・... Cole In A Suit Is New, But Him Killin' A Song Is Old 🔥
- ・Cole with suit on is dangerous 😈
- ・Only now do I realize how rarely we’ve seen Cole in extravagant clothes such as this suit. So simple, so down to earth, and yet so beyond everybody else.
- ・Damnnnn this rap suits that brown
- ・dat suit doe🥶
- ・Cole in a suit looks fly
- ・Seeing Cole In A Suit Is Everything Bro
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- ・a suit
- ・A Suit
- ・suit
- ・this suit
- ・this rap suits
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a damn thing( 9件 )
- ・Damn💣💣
- ・Broooooooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥 damn it's so cool that we have Cole in 2021.
- ・Ah damn man shit so good I had to like unlike and like a few more times one just wasnt enough bro damn can't remember the last time I felt a song this much
- ・Damn glad you released a video for my favourite song
- ・Damn 🔥
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
- ・I don’t understand a damn thing he’s saying but yeeyee
- ・Can't wait for the damn concerts lol.
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- ・Broooooooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥 damn
- ・Ah damn man
- ・bro damn
- ・Damn
- ・damn
- ・a damn thing
- ・the damn concerts lol
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the dopest( 9件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Dope🔥
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
- ・One of the dopest tracks on the album! 💯 if not the hottest song of the year! 🔥 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
- ・Dope 🔥
- ・So he on that talking about dope dealing and popping off in 2021.. He'll always be a legend but he done sold out to sometinggg
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- ・Good dope
- ・Dope
- ・dope
- ・the dopest
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my guy( 9件 )
- ・This shit hit harder than my grandmas belt no cap 🧢
- ・J cole went so fkn hard with dat flow appreciate my G" :)
- ・OH MY GOODNESS ‼️‼️
- ・MY guy J SO COLE dope track love always EmileLeo
- ・@Masked Rapper Sampling ‘my boo’ then rapping like every other rapper ain’t it my guy..
- ・Yo J, dope song my guy. But before I listen to it again, can I barrow your hair to mop my floor? 🤣🤣 that shit wack bro. Love you though ❤
- ・My GOD This hit different.
- ・😕😪😓🙇🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️People might not see this comment, but everybody stay safe and have a blessed day my God be with you all🙏🏾🙌🏾💗🖐🏾🌍💘
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
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- ・my G
- ・OH MY GOODNESS
- ・MY guy J SO COLE dope
- ・my guy
- ・My GOD
- ・my God
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🌈( 9件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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- ・Man 🌈
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Fire bars( 8件 )
- ・Been a long time Cole fan, but this album was boring. Aight he got bars no doubt one of the GOATs but this was his worst album.
- ・Fire bars are back
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
- ・Lets not ignore he could sinnnnnnnng ,yes the song is loaded with bars but his voice at 1:29.I think my tablet/I pad overheated.
- ・Cole's bars going hard per usual🔥🔥🔥 He's transcending to a God-like level! Everything he puts out is a masterpiece💯
- ・Cole!!!! Your bars boy!!! Be tight!! You did this bro.. Love it!! ❤
- ・AVERAGE for a rapper with"Bars"...... what's yall favorite bar?
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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- ・Fire bars
- ・bars
- ・Your bars
- ・"Bars
- ・Pure bars
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the best rapper( 8件 )
- ・Best rapper alive... CLASSIC ALBUM STATUS
- ・J cole is the best rapper of this generation
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
- ・Cole the best rapper of this generation no cap ❤️
- ・Best rapper in the game petiod!
- ・Was that his son or his inner child ! Either way that was dope af!! Best rapper alive
- ・Best rapper of all time idk what y’all say
- ・Cole is the best rapper of all time and it’s not even a debate
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- ・the best rapper
- ・Best rapper
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That boy talent( 8件 )
- ・Em knows talent when he see one Cole ✨️
- ・You got talent bro speak it into existence
- ・That boy talent definitely been missed in the game he had to step away for a minute but when he create fire like this we hope he doesn’t go away again
- ・That boy nice 🔥🔥🔥
- ・0.01% Girls 1.3% Autotune 0.1% dig towards women 100% talent and respect
- ・Unbelievable talent 🔥
- ・The talented bra biochemically stitch because postbox provisionally kiss minus a nosy commission. clear, relieved venezuelan
- ・I literally had to pause this to find a quieter place. This is talent.
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- ・talent bro
- ・That boy talent
- ・That boy
- ・talent
- ・Unbelievable talent
- ・The talented bra
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the earth( 8件 )
- ・Only now do I realize how rarely we’ve seen Cole in extravagant clothes such as this suit. So simple, so down to earth, and yet so beyond everybody else.
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・God's gift to earth after Covid-19
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
- ・Ft jid and earth gang and 21 savage remix
- ・Cole left Earth..... Again.
- ・Jcole is back and the earth is healing 🔥
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- ・jid and earth gang
- ・Earth..... Again
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the reason( 8件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Overhyped and Overrated -- the reason why he shines is because the rap game has been so weak for a decade.
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・Some people in the comments come to hate for what reason? If you don’t fuck with Cole why come to a Cole video??? 🤡
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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- ・reason
- ・the reason
- ・what reason
- ・Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt
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this banger( 8件 )
- ・someone must do the drill remix of this banger!
- ・banger
- ・This shit is a banger, the whole album slaps this album alone has made him one of my favorite artist lol..! 🔥🤯🔥 this man legendary 👑
- ・Glad to see another banger from this legend
- ・What a let down. This aint a banger...not even a hit.. Just good lyrics on an incredibly trash beat lmmfao
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・Where is Pride is the Devil???? Album is a banger, but Pride hits different 💪
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- ・banger
- ・a banger
- ・another banger
- ・dem bangers
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A lot( 8件 )
- ・now I understand why this album is the best in the world j Cole is a god a lot of love from Mexico 👑
- ・A lot of music has come out in 2 years, but the quality in this album has been the greatest of all.
- ・This is a masterpiece with a lot of good lyrics, cole is truly a top 10 rapper
- ・Idk why but the video made me like this song a lot more
- ・I find myself asking this question a lot lately...can someone who disliked this track please enlighten me as to why?
- ・I think he should do some type of documentary….. he knows a lot that could truly help young black men !👊🏿
- ・“Made a lot, that’s gotta mean something”
- ・I know a lot of people is not going to agree with me when I say this but j Cole is the greatest rapper in the industry right now..🎼🎼🎼🔥🔥🔥🎤
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- ・A lot
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kids( 8件 )
- ・1:51 a college kids struggle meal, love it! 😂
- ・Doesn't anyone else think the beat sounds like one of kid cudis song on 'kids see ghost ' ? Or is that just me
- ・*Idk how I'm going to explain to my kids that cardi b won a Grammy before this legend*
- ・1:13 imma tell my kids this is the godfather
- ・I feel bad for the kids who think this 🔥 is boring 😂
- ・I'm telling my kids cole world created the Rap game
- ・You and I have kids with the same name and they are all 6
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
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- ・kids
- ・my kids
- ・the kids
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pigeon( 8件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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hip hop( 8件 )
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・Real Hip Hop Is Back. 5 🎤 Classic.
- ・J.Cole one of the last of a dieing breed keeping hip hop alive!!
- ・I'm 41 I think he resonates with us more than younger hip hop fans because he's genuine and authentic. He reminds us of us of hip hop from our childhood.
- ・Hip hop ing just dripping
- ・Trash So funny how many casuals thinking this is good hip hop it’s boring as fuck. So much better hip hip out there Cole is washed
- ・He really had to come and save hip hop I got tired of beat box remixes😭😭
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- ・Real Hip Hop
- ・hip hop
- ・younger hip hop fans
- ・Hip hop
- ・good hip hop
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Outro Nível( 8件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Outro Nível 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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2021( 7件 )
- ・2021 is now over, all rappers go home. No more trophies.
- ・Broooooooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥 damn it's so cool that we have Cole in 2021.
- ・Cole straight destroyed 2021 with this album. U gotta give it to the boy
- ・Change is constant. This is 2021 TF you expect.
- ・So he on that talking about dope dealing and popping off in 2021.. He'll always be a legend but he done sold out to sometinggg
- ・Anyone Else Ready For A MY.LIFE Music Video? 21 Carried Cole On That Song
- ・Son .. I’m telling you ... Drake & Kendrick Gotta wait til next year 😭😭 ... Let Cole reign his name thru 2021 because he’s on a whole other level
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- ・2021
- ・2021 TF
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Big FACTS( 7件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Big Facts!
- ・Facts, loved that bar in me and my boys reaction video 🔥
- ・Big FACTS
- ・On god u spitting facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on and this shit 🔥
- ・Walahi bro, Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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- ・Big Facts
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things( 7件 )
- ・This what happens when... 2 things: 1.Visual instantly makes the song better. 2. Game is starving from ur absence. 🔥
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・It's hot AF 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 keep doing ya thing you making it happen stay focused you got this 💪👊
- ・Here witnessing jcole take things to a new-new whole, other level. A great time for music when someone steps out from the rest for a second 🔥🔥
- ・8 hours 1.6 mil views, do we need anything or anyone else to let the world know this man is legend status?
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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Yall( 7件 )
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・i know yall seen all them platinum records doaaa
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
- ・TO THE 1.1K THAT DISLIKED THIS. WHATS WRONG WITH YALL. HUG YALL SELF
- ・Who disliking this. Yall need to gtfo. cole 🔥 🔥
- ・AVERAGE for a rapper with"Bars"...... what's yall favorite bar?
- ・Yall should know dreams come thru, just trust the process and put in the work..
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- ・yall
- ・blah blah blah sad most yall
- ・YALL
- ・Yall
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these short rappers( 7件 )
- ・J.Cole makes *mumble* rappers sound silly as fuck! That *SUCKS* if u ask me! 😎🤭
- ・If we Rated Rappers By potency J.Cole an (O.D) for those that don't understand "Over Dose"! The Highest of the High 🤦🏽 (Easy) Sheeeeesh 🔥🔥🤷🏽🔥🔥
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
- ・AVERAGE for a rapper with"Bars"...... what's yall favorite bar?
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
- ・This video is shorter than these short rappers, little whatevers. We need a 6'4 rapper video out here Cole
- ・Not another rapper colder than Cole. 🧊💯🔥
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- ・Rappers
- ・rapper
- ・a rapper
- ・older rappers
- ・these short rappers
- ・Not another rapper
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Whole album( 7件 )
- ・Like gandalf ol coles dreads make him wiser as he gets old the whole albums a banger 🤙🔥🔥🔥
- ・This shit is a banger, the whole album slaps this album alone has made him one of my favorite artist lol..! 🔥🤯🔥 this man legendary 👑
- ・AAYYEE i LiSTENED TO THE WHOLE ALBUM SOON AS THAAT SHYT DROPPED AND KNEW THiS WAS THE ANTHEM
- ・Whole album has some unknown flows that world didn't know before 😈
- ・Whole album insane 🔥
- ・The whole album is fire af, no skips at all
- ・The whole album bang with every listen👂J Cole is a testament to how staying true to your craft pays off! 💰
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- ・the whole album
- ・THE WHOLE ALBUM SOON AS THAAT SHYT DROPPED
- ・Whole album
- ・The whole album
- ・The whole album bang
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1:29( 7件 )
- ・That "cold" part at 1:29 hits different
- ・1:29
- ・1:29 I really felt that
- ・1:29 best part
- ・1:29 chills everytime
- ・Lets not ignore he could sinnnnnnnng ,yes the song is loaded with bars but his voice at 1:29.I think my tablet/I pad overheated.
- ・1:29 just hits so different, cole the goat fr
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- ・1:29
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his death( 7件 )
- ・why do you think he’s laying there dead at the end of the video lol, also in his song “close” get it , it’s close, he hints at his death at the end of his song. Just wait for the day, and come back to this comment 👍🏼
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・Choon so fire but I still always gringe when a Artist puts visuals of themselves in some kind of death situation? Why choose to put that energy out there?
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the visuals( 7件 )
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・Low key my favorite song from the album and now it has visuals? 👀 Much appreciated King Cole😎🤙🏽🔥🔥🔥
- ・The visuals are kinda giving ATM, Middle child, False prophets and G O A T! 🐐 🔥
- ・Already know it's VISUALS visuals when J drop. Cole 🌍🖤😤
- ・This trac stood out.... nice to get visuals of history!
- ・I cant get over how GOOD these visuals are!
- ・Choon so fire but I still always gringe when a Artist puts visuals of themselves in some kind of death situation? Why choose to put that energy out there?
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a baby( 7件 )
- ・"do the Westbrook, rock a baby" 👶
- ・This that lil baby flow: even I’m trying to learn and incorporate it. Shits fire
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot doin da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・"..kill 'em on a song walk up out the boot do da Westbrook rock a baby!!!" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・My baby
- ・"Westbrook's Rock That Baby" is clever as fuck. 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Everytime Russ cook anyone, he rock that baby.
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- ・baby
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No Smoking 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Cole( 7件 )
- ・I just made a screen record to watch it all the time and everywhere I go 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵🥵 Holla from 🇦🇴 🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴
- ・🔥🔥,,,
- ・🔥🔥🔥Roll Ride and still munching....big bag never fear fumbling 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・No tattoo No piecing No Smoking 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Cole to the World
- ・Prophetic 🔥🔥 visit 🇺🇬🇺🇬🇺🇬
- ・How can you not like this?! Cole with ANOTHER 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 track/video/album.
- ・North Carolina stand up, all hail King Cole 👑🔥🔥🤞🏽 #704|CLT
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- ・🔥🔥
- ・🔥🔥🔥
- ・No Smoking 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Cole
- ・Prophetic 🔥🔥
- ・ANOTHER 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・King Cole 👑🔥🔥🤞🏽
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that “colddddd( 7件 )
- ・Everytime I hear that “colddddd” I get hyper 😂
- ・i mean soon as that beat dropped. This dude went in so hard and raw. Cold . Don't sleep on J Cole.
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・,,,dem winters was coldddd ohoh!,,, had to go over and stand by the stove,,, If you grew up poor then you know bout standing by the stove to warm up lol, Cole dat dude !
- ・str8 cold wit it ..... salute 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Colddddddddddd
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NICE( 7件 )
- ・NICE
- ・Nice
- ・Nice video, almost made me wanna throw on my suit.
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・The nice panties spatially claim because health impressively pray off a strong effect. high-pitched, rainy minister
- ・Nice 🏀
- ・Cole you are doing well, also nice camera quality!
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- ・Nice
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Sound( 7件 )
- ・1:22 How did this sound so good? Godamn! Cole is on fire!
- ・sound like roddy ricch
- ・HE SOUNDS LIKE TRAVIS NO HATE
- ・Sounds like roddy to me
- ・Other Artists: Sampling Pop Smoke beats to stay relevant. 🚮🚮🚮 J Cole: Smoke them with his original sound. 🔥🔥🔥 That KING.
- ・Sound like a roddy rich beat
- ・Why did he name the sound a m a r i .?
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- ・sound
- ・HE SOUNDS LIKE
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Money( 7件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
- ・Cole, if you listen carefully, has always taught 4 important lessons of life: 1. Do you - don’t worry about others 2. Money isn’t the answer 3. Fam isn’t the answer 4. Be patients with your work
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
- ・Money can change your life but don't let it change your soul
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
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This dude( 7件 )
- ・This dude knows how to produce real music 🙏🏼
- ・i mean soon as that beat dropped. This dude went in so hard and raw. Cold . Don't sleep on J Cole.
- ・Bro this dude don’t miss
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
- ・This dude's best song is Mr Jones and Me
- ・Damn this dude is a fucking legend and he isn't done yet.
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- ・This dude
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Lord( 7件 )
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart the Father raised Him from the dead you will be saved. Romans 10:9
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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- ・Lord
- ・your Lord and savior
- ・your Lord and
- ・Savior
- ・your lord and savior
- ・the Lord
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grumbling Bow tie( 7件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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your sins( 7件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
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- ・our sin
- ・Our sinless creator
- ・Our sin
- ・our sins
- ・your sins
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this year( 7件 )
- ・what about The Plugs I Met 2 by Benny The Butcher? that was a really good album that he dropped this year with great features too
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
- ・I'm considering this year to be a new revolution in music
- ・@Phil Foe If kendrick drop this year, he'll definitely outshining cole No Cap
- ・Even tho all the big artists are most likely dropping this year, I don’t see them outdoing Cole
- ・@Faisal KhalidI’m kind of not really expecting K Dot to drop this year tbh but I agree
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- ・This year
- ・this year
- ・this year tbh
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the Shell vibes( 6件 )
- ・Beginning and end give off some Ghost in the Shell vibes. 🖤🖤
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・I like the beat but the lyrics was basic as hell.
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
- ・The solid stepmother pathogenetically possess because shell structurally irritate except a old dresser. satisfying, itchy raft
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- ・Hell
- ・hell
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G.O.A.T( 6件 )
- ・G.O.A.T🐐
- ・J.Cole the G.O.A.T🔥🔥🇿🇲 ...and some of you decided to come here hit the dislike 👎🏼 button,are you normal?🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️ Did the video confused your senses?😠
- ・G.O.A.T
- ・G.O.A.T say no more
- ・G.O.A.T S.E.A.S.O.N🐐🔥🔥
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- ・the G.O.A.T🔥🔥🇿🇲
- ・G.O.A.T
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first Middle child( 6件 )
- ・This lowkey gave me 'middle child' vibes.
- ・I keep getting amazed by Mez's directing skills, first Middle child now this masterpiece 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・The visuals are kinda giving ATM, Middle child, False prophets and G O A T! 🐐 🔥
- ・Middle child Easter egg maybe too?
- ・Under the sun, ATM and Middle child vibe on this MV.
- ・Mez is 2 for 2 on this music video shit. Middle Child now Amari
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- ・first Middle child
- ・Middle child
- ・Middle child Easter egg
- ・ATM and Middle child
- ・Middle Child
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part( 6件 )
- ・On god, that part turned me and my boys up. We just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・That part was goosebumps 😳 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・I feel like this is part of something bigger.
- ・That part got us hyped up, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・That “inny minny mini mo” part was cold as fuck 🔥🔥🔥
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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- ・That “inny minny mini mo” part
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the way( 6件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・All the way from 🇱🇷
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
- ・say it all the way through btw every single time.
- ・Is Cole World, every day that goes he find the way to blow my mind
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- ・the way
- ・All the way
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the MV( 6件 )
- ・The album and the MV are all planned well. sheeesh🔥🔥🔥. We must value that dawg 💎
- ・Me patiently waiting for the m y . l i f e video
- ・The video makes the music more interesting than audio
- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・Screw the Mount Rushmore top tier.. Cole is all by himself sitting on the throne like the Lincoln memorial 🔥🔥🔥
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- ・the m
- ・the music
- ・the message
- ・the middle
- ・the Mount Rushmore top tier
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Auto( 6件 )
- ・So do you use auto tune as stylistic touch or as a crutch because you can't sing I think it's the latter
- ・The auto tune is too much for me
- ・Auto tune as fuck
- ・auto tune 👎 👎
- ・AUTO-TUNE
- ・What in the auto-tune.... This shyt is wack!!!!!
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- ・The auto tune
- ・Auto
- ・auto
- ・AUTO-TUNE
- ・the auto-tune....
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YouTube( 6件 )
- ・Sometimes I wish YouTube had a love button.
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・YouTube comments section...
- ・Damn I was just playing this on my apple music sum told me to open YouTube crazy yo bet it 💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・YouTube take that dislike button tf off smh
- ・Now I’m waiting for one of those youtubers that explains everything I just saw
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- ・YouTube
- ・YouTube comments section
- ・YouTube crazy yo
- ・those youtubers
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view( 6件 )
- ・Woah Grootman you on fire, 2M views in 10Hours😲🔥🔥🔥
- ・Even if it was about views, but this is just good music
- ・8 hours 1.6 mil views, do we need anything or anyone else to let the world know this man is legend status?
- ・Came here when view was 335k and was 25 minutes ago . 1000 times now bruh 1000 times
- ・YEP, And this My Friends is exactly why DMX said, "J'Cole is Nice!! (Breakfast Club Interview)
- ・I knew this was #1 trending soon as i seen 1M+ views in 6 hours
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- ・views
- ・1.6 mil views
- ・view
- ・Breakfast Club Interview
- ・1M+ views
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the last( 6件 )
- ・Ah damn man shit so good I had to like unlike and like a few more times one just wasnt enough bro damn can't remember the last time I felt a song this much
- ・isn't your first time and ain’t be the last here 🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀
- ・J.Cole one of the last of a dieing breed keeping hip hop alive!!
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・I think the last scene is his son
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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the comments( 6件 )
- ・My eyes: reading comments My ears: listening to the song My hands: scrolling down My mouth: singing song I am a very busy person
- ・polo g = comment j cole = like
- ・JCole really made us reevaluate our lives 😂 😂 Ima come back to this comment every year ✌️
- ・Some people in the comments come to hate for what reason? If you don’t fuck with Cole why come to a Cole video??? 🤡
- ・😕😪😓🙇🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️People might not see this comment, but everybody stay safe and have a blessed day my God be with you all🙏🏾🙌🏾💗🖐🏾🌍💘
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
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10 years( 6件 )
- ・Whatever happened to the Cole/Kendrick Lamar colab album that was supposed to drop!? It's almost been 10 years!!!!!
- ・See y’all after 10 years when this shit is nostalgic 🔥🔥
- ・can't wait for this to be a classic 10 years later bruhh.
- ・see you in 10 years when this becomes nostalgic
- ・Even this song is a masterpiece now, this will be a masterpiece nostalgia after 10 years, see you there guys.
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
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these wack rappers( 6件 )
- ・I'm Sorry this Shit is Wack WTF happened 2 Hollywood Cole ?
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Bruh hope you got a video for every track flood this shit stop letting these wack rappers breathe lol 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・He can’t put out a wack verse...on god.
- ・Yo J, dope song my guy. But before I listen to it again, can I barrow your hair to mop my floor? 🤣🤣 that shit wack bro. Love you though ❤
- ・@Nunya Bizwacks thats cool man, but Cole has evolved. 🐐
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This one( 6件 )
- ・@JVPES This one went over people heads.
- ・How did he know this one was my favorite?
- ・ok Cole..I dig this one!
- ・I was hoping he'd drop a video to this one. Just makes the song even that much more 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Impeccable timing with the drop. We can feel your heart, mind and soul throughout this one. Salute G.
- ・Cole ain’t playing with us on this one 🙌🏽🥳 and May I just add that puffer coat and dressed up scene are 👌🏽🥵🔥
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Dont( 6件 )
- ・mfs dont understand how much this video cost that dreamville helicopter was at least 100k cole the best this album is a classic
- ・Jermaine dont miss💯
- ・Yow cole. Dont show them you the goat man. Too obvious 🔥🔥
- ・did he get tattoos or not? i dont see at all
- ・Anybody else think of imdontai when they see the title?🤔
- ・No hate but what is this new level hes reached i dont see it in terms of writing
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'Cept( 6件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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Who else( 6件 )
- ・2:26 who else tried to pause here...??🤧
- ・Who else thinks there should be a music video on “pride is the devil”? 🔥🔥
- ・Who else has this shit on repeat? My only complaint is that it's only 2 minutes 😭
- ・who else gets Roddy Ricch vibes
- ・Who else liked the video while the ad was still playin
- ・🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 who else been a day 1 Cole fan????
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Drake( 6件 )
- ・Could this be the mysterious Drakes songwriter unleashed
- ・Drakes next flow - bet that
- ・He's like Drake with dreds...
- ・😂😂😂😂 this nigga gtb dreaming bout drake!
- ・Retire. You won. Start doing side quests like Drake.
- ・Ever heard of drake?
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- ・bout drake!
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beautiful girls( 6件 )
- ・You don't need beautiful girls, expensive cars and jewellery to express yourself, thank you J. Cole
- ・Beautiful
- ・Beautiful!
- ・Art... Beautiful.... Magnificent.... sweet.... cool... hot..... just... perfect
- ・0.01% Girls 1.3% Autotune 0.1% dig towards women 100% talent and respect
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
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Yessirr( 6件 )
- ・Yess
- ・Yessi
- ・Yessir
- ・yessir
- ・Yessirr #1 🔥🔥
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No one( 6件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・No one is stopping this man Cole 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・No one is noticing that Melii is in the video 😭 1:50-1:55
- ・Cole is one of the greats....no one can say different. I mean you can but it don’t make any sense 😂
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
- ・No one can compare to Cole.
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my friend( 5件 )
- ・If you a j cole fan you my friend immediately!
- ・Damn, feel sad for my friends that don't know J. Cole
- ・YEP, And this My Friends is exactly why DMX said, "J'Cole is Nice!! (Breakfast Club Interview)
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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Today( 5件 )
- ・Hey you. Yes you, random person that I will never meet. I truly hope that you will find happiness in life. Today is going to be a great day.
- ・Love you music love you artistry love your creativeness with your lyrics hope you in it for the long haul not for a short ride we need music like this in the world today just real
- ・Investing in crypto now should be in every wise individuals list, in some months time you'll be ecstatic with the decision you made today.
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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SOLID( 5件 )
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
- ・SOLID
- ・Solid
- ・The solid stepmother pathogenetically possess because shell structurally irritate except a old dresser. satisfying, itchy raft
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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a whole media( 5件 )
- ・Stop promoting Cole s music. DREAMVILLE is a whole media for himself
- ・This the best song on Cole album but as a whole his album wasn’t what I expected. I thought it honestly was going legendary but it fail way short. His first 4 songs saved the album.
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Yoo cole on a whole other another level I think we all should sit back and pay attention to Greatness this n**** send some real s***🎧🎧💯💯
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Kinda( 5件 )
- ・The visuals are kinda giving ATM, Middle child, False prophets and G O A T! 🐐 🔥
- ・Kinda lookin like the guy who plays Jefferson in hamilton😂
- ・Kinda boring
- ・kinda wish he did a different song but its mad fire
- ・This album is not like his last. Kinda feel like he slipped up a bit.. his last every song was amazing. This album not impressive....SORRY!! BUT, I AM A J COLE FAN..
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your heart( 5件 )
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart the Father raised Him from the dead you will be saved. Romans 10:9
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
- ・Impeccable timing with the drop. We can feel your heart, mind and soul throughout this one. Salute G.
- ・HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD. ^ ^ ^ ^ (i love your artistry, J. Cole. so much. heart busted open.)
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- ・your heart
- ・your heart, mind and soul
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the throne( 5件 )
- ・"I punched a time sheet not no more, now my assigned seat is the throne" talk yo shit
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Screw the Mount Rushmore top tier.. Cole is all by himself sitting on the throne like the Lincoln memorial 🔥🔥🔥
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summer( 5件 )
- ・It is Cole's summer and we are just living in it
- ・The lying summer hypothetically pray because cyclone pathohistologically avoid out a nutritious yak. dry, whispering swedish
- ・Hardest Album of the Year thus far, Cole got the summer on Lock 🔒🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・It's almost summer but still a Cole World
- ・Admire the Bravery starting out first it's gonna be a 🔥🔥🔥 summer of music
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- ・The lying summer
- ・the summer
- ・summer
- ・a 🔥🔥🔥 summer
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pressure( 5件 )
- ・And it's just the first album track video.....we ain't seen nothing yet🔥 Like this if you're waiting for 'Applying Pressure' music video 🤙
- ・this and applying pressure go cray cray
- ・Now we need that 95 south and applying pressure video. Should do something like that “young simba” video way back. Shit would be fire
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
- ・I rather see the applying pressure video this song ass he don’t even sound like j cole
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- ・pressure
- ・pressure video
- ・the applying pressure video
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2010( 5件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・Can't be the only one who played it 5 times at once,and I'm on the 5th time,might turn to 10🤣I swear
- ・910💕💕‼️‼️‼️
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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- ・10
- ・910
- ・2010
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His generation idgaf( 5件 )
- ・Cole World !! The baddest nigga of his generation 🎧🎧 (with Kendrick of course )
- ・Back on the game after so long and showing these new rappers why J Cole is still the king of this generation HipHop. 🌹💯🔥🔥🔥🔥 Next I wanna see MV of Applying Pressure ❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️
- ・Cole the best rapper of this generation no cap ❤️
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
- ・He's the Jay Z of His generation idgaf what anyone says he on that goat status
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- ・generation
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- ・His generation idgaf
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This guy( 5件 )
- ・This guy is on another level right now, with this video and album🔥🔥. Cole World!!!!!👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾💯
- ・Man... this guy don't miss.
- ・This guy just gets better and better ✌🏽
- ・This guy here....
- ・🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥How can anyone hate on this guy?🤦🏾♂️
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- ・this guy
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the beat( 5件 )
- ・Doesn't anyone else think the beat sounds like one of kid cudis song on 'kids see ghost ' ? Or is that just me
- ・I like the beat but the lyrics was basic as hell.
- ・he fighting so hard to find the beat.
- ・The beat✅ The flow✅ The lyrics✅ The artist✅ The visuals✅
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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- ・the beat
- ・The beat
- ・the beat 100 mil
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a hunger( 5件 )
- ・WE NEED HUNGER ON HILLSIDE VIDEO!!!
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
- ・we need a video for hunger on hillside and close
- ・Hunger on the hill side read
- ・I need a hunger on hillside video.
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- ・hunger
- ・Hunger
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a number( 5件 )
- ・I’ve listened to this album times without a number since it was released and still can’t find the right word to describe it🤯🤯🤯 but again I realized it’s COLE just being COLE 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Number one ☝️
- ・THE NUMBER 1
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
- ・Number onnnneeeee🤩🔥🌎
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- ・Number
- ・THE NUMBER
- ・these numbers
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Free Palestine( 5件 )
- ・Free palestine
- ・FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸
- ・free Palestine
- ・#FREE_PALESTINE 🇵🇸❤
- ・Free Palestine 🇵🇸 ✨
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- ・FREE PALESTINE
- ・Palestine
- ・#FREE_PALESTINE
- ・Free Palestine
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them winters( 5件 )
- ・THEM WINTERS WAS COOOOOLD *FELT THAT FR*
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
- ・,,,dem winters was coldddd ohoh!,,, had to go over and stand by the stove,,, If you grew up poor then you know bout standing by the stove to warm up lol, Cole dat dude !
- ・I think it's "winters" not "windows"
- ・them winters was cooOOOOOOOLD
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- ・winters
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- ・them winters
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This whole album( 5件 )
- ・This whole album on repeat 24/7 365 from day drop
- ・Ngl i wasn't a huge J Cole fan before but this whole album went crazy. He came for necks, brought enough body bags and toe tags for anyone who wants it
- ・This whole album is a Classic 🤞🏽🔥🔥
- ・If you're not on 10+ play throughs of this whole album yet are you even a fan?
- ・Bruh i aint gone hold you this whole album is a masterpiece, i love J cole bruh
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- ・this whole album
- ・This whole album
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the only one( 5件 )
- ・Im confused who is this? Cole or Drake or Weekend? 😅 Am i the only one confused like this?
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Jermaine the best of all time and it’s not close. Man is so far ahead of these dudes. Kenny the only one who’s even close. These songs live forever
- ・Can't be the only one who played it 5 times at once,and I'm on the 5th time,might turn to 10🤣I swear
- ・J Cole is the only one that can make you feel excited to try out rapping, knowing you suck.🔥
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the close( 5件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Cole look like Jim Jones in the close up with the suit
- ・🥺🧡 hold on to your inner child.. to me it means despite how big you get, how rich you get, how many problems you face, don’t lose touch with who you once were and reality.
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these dudes( 5件 )
- ・luv dis dude🔥🔥
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・,,,dem winters was coldddd ohoh!,,, had to go over and stand by the stove,,, If you grew up poor then you know bout standing by the stove to warm up lol, Cole dat dude !
- ・Put J. Cole in the Rafters already ‼️🔥 dude is going down in history
- ・Jermaine the best of all time and it’s not close. Man is so far ahead of these dudes. Kenny the only one who’s even close. These songs live forever
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- ・dude
- ・Cole dat dude
- ・these dudes
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2 years( 5件 )
- ・A lot of music has come out in 2 years, but the quality in this album has been the greatest of all.
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・why tf their fans are all over coles stuff. Never heard of them before, they would have catchy and hard tracks. but u can't compare them to a goat who took years to build craft🤡
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
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- ・4 or 5 years
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The Playa Haters'( 5件 )
- ・Haters becoming believers
- ・1:40 Cole's ready for The Playa Haters' Ball
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・The J Cole haters are real🤣🤣
- ・1000 haters, not sure why people click on videos they don't like just to share their hate, so confusing. Amazing record Cole.
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- ・The J Cole haters
- ・1000 haters
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1:54( 5件 )
- ・1:54 such a nice flex
- ・yo who is the pretty lady at 1:54 ?
- ・1:54 - We really have come a long way with Cole man damn...
- ・Is that Melii at the 1:54 mark?
- ・Ol girl on the bed at 1:54 looks like Cecilia Lion
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- ・1:54
- ・the 1:54 mark
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4realz( 5件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・I’ve listened to this album times without a number since it was released and still can’t find the right word to describe it🤯🤯🤯 but again I realized it’s COLE just being COLE 🔥🔥🔥
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
- ・4realz 🤣🤣🔥🔥
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Lil Baby( 5件 )
- ・He is so much skilled but got less subs then drake Dababy. Etc Why though ? Do you know
- ・1:09 “Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby“😤🥶
- ・THIS IS LIL BABY FLOW!!!!! But Cole used it well, but gotta give props to LIL BABY!!!!!!!!
- ・Naw , this aint the song . The one with Lil Baby should be it
- ・That video with him Lil Baby gone be crazy too
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- ・baby
- ・LIL BABY FLOW!!!!!
- ・Lil Baby
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His name( 4件 )
- ・ALL HAIL KING COLE FIRST OF HIS NAME LONG MAY HE RAIN
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
- ・Son .. I’m telling you ... Drake & Kendrick Gotta wait til next year 😭😭 ... Let Cole reign his name thru 2021 because he’s on a whole other level
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a while( 4件 )
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville!
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville
- ・Been a while since I heard something as good as this.
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0:32( 4件 )
- ・0:32 sheeesh
- ・0:32 .. Just so you can rewatch how fresh Mr Cole was in that suit. 🔥
- ・0:32 GAH DAM THE DRIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
- ・0:32 This drip is way too coooooole
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- ・0:32
- ・0:32 GAH DAM
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a mv( 4件 )
- ・Hope they make a mv for p r i d e i s t h e d e v i l
- ・omg..i wish for this song to have a mv. THNAK YOU COLE!!!!!!!!! My life is perfect now.
- ・Why did he name the sound a m a r i .?
- ・PUT A M ON YOUR HEAD NOW YOUR LUIGIS BROTHER
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- ・a mv
- ・a m
- ・A M
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That brown suit( 4件 )
- ・dam, Cole so dope lookin like a billion dollar gangsta king with that brown coat, suit and hat
- ・That brown suit is fucking fly af tho!
- ・Anyone know where to get that brown suit?
- ・That brown suit fits him good🐐
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- ・That brown suit
- ・that brown suit
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1:28( 4件 )
- ・1:28 this note 🔥
- ・1:28 and thank me later
- ・1:28 that COOOOOLe hits different
- ・1:28 hit different
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that energy( 4件 )
- ・boring ....no energy in his voice
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・Choon so fire but I still always gringe when a Artist puts visuals of themselves in some kind of death situation? Why choose to put that energy out there?
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hillside video( 4件 )
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
- ・One of my favorite songs in this album, along with Let Go My Hand & Hunger On Hillside. Hard work fo'sho!!! 💯
- ・hunger on hillside next!
- ・I need a hunger on hillside video.
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- ・Hillside
- ・hillside next
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Anyone else( 4件 )
- ・Doesn't anyone else think the beat sounds like one of kid cudis song on 'kids see ghost ' ? Or is that just me
- ・If anyone else made this song, it would be mid. However, since it's J Cole everyone think it's fire, i don't get it.
- ・Anyone else catch the "fire in the booth"
- ・Anyone Else Ready For A MY.LIFE Music Video? 21 Carried Cole On That Song
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- ・anyone else
- ・Anyone else
- ・Anyone Else
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puma jacket( 4件 )
- ・Love is puma jacket, where can I find the same ?
- ・That puma jacket fresh
- ・that puma coat 🔥🔥🔥
- ・That puma coat‼️🔥
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- ・That puma jacket
- ・that puma
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every line( 4件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・best line on song
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
- ・This is one of my favorites off the album but my favorite music video is either Sideline story or Apparently 🔥🔥
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- ・Sideline story
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artists( 4件 )
- ・1:15-1:45 🐐 More flows in a song than other artists in their whole career
- ・Other Artists: Sampling Pop Smoke beats to stay relevant. 🚮🚮🚮 J Cole: Smoke them with his original sound. 🔥🔥🔥 That KING.
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・@Sabih Nayyer why do you guys always have to act like artists can't do both and should never evolve or switch up styles? These songs bring in people and feeds them into the rest of his catalogue
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- ・Other Artists
- ・Other artists
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Clean( 4件 )
- ・The clean bottle ordinarily connect because lily antenatally transport across a sleepy patio. uttermost, protective paul
- ・Clean af
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
- ・Clean can't stop playing it Cole world
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- ・Clean
- ・clean asf
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Lame( 4件 )
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
- ・Lame
- ・@La Flame Rodeo a classic. I meant the last 2 years
- ・Listen to Rodeo by travis if u haven’t its my fav Rap/trap album since it came out
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- ・Lame
- ・@La Flame Rodeo
- ・Rodeo
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a masterpiece nostalgia( 4件 )
- ・This is a masterpiece with a lot of good lyrics, cole is truly a top 10 rapper
- ・Even this song is a masterpiece now, this will be a masterpiece nostalgia after 10 years, see you there guys.
- ・Bruh i aint gone hold you this whole album is a masterpiece, i love J cole bruh
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- ・a masterpiece
- ・a masterpiece nostalgia
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the scene( 4件 )
- ・Broke the scene again !! 🔥🔥
- ・The scene where Cole flies that helicopter like it was RC 😂✌🏻
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
- ・Cole ain’t playing with us on this one 🙌🏽🥳 and May I just add that puffer coat and dressed up scene are 👌🏽🥵🔥
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- ・The scene
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Plottin( 4件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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- ・Plottin
- ・hey Plottin
- ・a throne Plottin
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lmao( 4件 )
- ・Its actually crazy lmao 🤣 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・In no longer know lmao, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
- ・J always got music videos be making no type of sense as of lately lmao.... and it always be having weird camera angles
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- ・lmao
- ・lmao....
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nonsense( 4件 )
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・J.Cole the G.O.A.T🔥🔥🇿🇲 ...and some of you decided to come here hit the dislike 👎🏼 button,are you normal?🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️ Did the video confused your senses?😠
- ・All I hear in rap is pride and ignorance little substance. If there is something of value on a song its usually surrounded by a bunch of nonsense.
- ・J always got music videos be making no type of sense as of lately lmao.... and it always be having weird camera angles
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- ・your senses
- ・nonsense
- ・sense
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an absolute CLASSIC( 4件 )
- ・Amazing song. Absolutely dog shit music video
- ・absolute goat
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・I know there is so much meaning behind this video, that's why Cole is my absolute favorite 🙌🏽🐐🐐🐐💕 can't wait to unpack this.
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- ・absolute
- ・an absolute CLASSIC
- ・my absolute favorite 🙌🏽🐐🐐🐐💕
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number 1( 4件 )
- ・Number 1 on trending !!
- ・Trending number 1 let's goooo🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・I said if he made a video it would be number 1 and look at it now🐐
- ・Here before 1mil oh wait oh yeah here before number 1 trending oh wait damn okay Cole I see you 🔥
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- ・number 1
- ・number 1 trending oh
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Tupac( 4件 )
- ・If Tupac was Alive then he lives in Jermaine Cole.👑
- ・J cole Remind me of Tupac. Empathic ego
- ・He just doesn’t have the passion that Tupac had
- ・Repping Tupac with that lyric. 🔥🔥🔥
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- ・Tupac
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the highest( 4件 )
- ・Hope they make a mv for p r i d e i s t h e d e v i l
- ・The highest heights once again!
- ・The man who see the Lowest of lows and the highest of the high 🔥
- ・If we Rated Rappers By potency J.Cole an (O.D) for those that don't understand "Over Dose"! The Highest of the High 🤦🏽 (Easy) Sheeeeesh 🔥🔥🤷🏽🔥🔥
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- ・The highest heights
- ・the highest
- ・The Highest
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peace and relief( 4件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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- ・peace
- ・peace and relief
- ・true peace and rest
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This track( 4件 )
- ・This track is a whole pre workout bro 🔥🔥🔥🙌
- ・This track just keeps growing on me
- ・This trac stood out.... nice to get visuals of history!
- ・I find myself asking this question a lot lately...can someone who disliked this track please enlighten me as to why?
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- ・This track
- ・This trac
- ・this track
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his flow( 4件 )
- ・Man switched his flow 3 times in the first 40 seconds of the song and made it work very well.
- ・J Cole is not a regular rapper his flow is untouchable🔥
- ・His flow is wild
- ・his flow is garbage my music has way better flow
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- ・his flow
- ・His flow
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LETS( 4件 )
- ・LETS GOOO 🔥
- ・Lets take a moment to appreciate how J. Cole is still alive please 🙏🏾
- ・Every year this man evolves. And every year we're like this is his best. Lets just leave it at he'll forever be on god mode.
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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- ・Lets
- ・Two Tablets
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2014 Forest Hills Drive Tbh( 4件 )
- ・1. 2014 Forest Hills Drive 2. KOD 3. The Off Season
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
- ・Idek why but this reminds me of 2014 Forest Hills Drive Tbh I’m not even a Cole fan I’ve listened to that album and I like it
- ・Been a mega fan since hills drive dropped so this ain’t hate but fuck bro the new album was so disappointing
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- ・forest hills
- ・2014 Forest Hills Drive Tbh
- ・hills drive
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1:55( 4件 )
- ・1:55
- ・1:55 if I wasn’t counting incorrectly that was 60! wow
- ・is that his wife @ around 1:55?
- ・1:55 BIG FLEX! 🤣💪🏽
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- ・1:55
- ・1:55 BIG FLEX
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Heaven( 4件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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- ・heaven
- ・Heaven
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Rose Gold( 4件 )
- ・Search up Rose Gold by Ryan j ii (💯) &thank me later👌🏾 thank u cole fr
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- ・Rose Gold
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Ryan j ii( 4件 )
- ・Search up Rose Gold by Ryan j ii (💯) &thank me later👌🏾 thank u cole fr
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- ・Ryan j ii
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The suits( 4件 )
- ・The suit😪🔥
- ・Yo the suit 👀 🧘🏽♀️ like sir...🙌🏾🖤🤎 and omg was that his sun at the end 🥺 beautiful
- ・The suits drippy
- ・This man pulled up with the suit and cane and said fuck the chains lol. This song is a masterpiece
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- ・the suit
- ・The suits
- ・the suit and cane
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Gaza( 4件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・#freepalestine #SaveSheikhJarrah #GazaUnderAttak Please spread awareness🇵🇸
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- ・Palestine/Gaza
- ・Gaza
- ・#SaveSheikhJarrah #GazaUnderAttak
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that helicopter( 4件 )
- ・The scene where Cole flies that helicopter like it was RC 😂✌🏻
- ・That helicopter is such a flex
- ・Dog was no one really in that helicopter bro? I need answers fr bro cuz that shit made me think of Kobe immediately bro wtf....
- ・That helicopter been controlled and televised not everything you see is what it seems... #ColeWorld Is Strato and Metaphoric!!! 🥶🔥☄️
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- ・That helicopter
- ・that helicopter bro
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36 years( 4件 )
- ・This whole album on repeat 24/7 365 from day drop
- ・How is Cole 36??? How long he been in the game?? Damn. Feel like he should be in his late 20s atleast. 36??? Damn.
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
- ・Can't believe JCole is now 36 years old when the life expectancy of a goat 🐐 is about 15 years
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- ・36
- ・36 years
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a feeling( 3件 )
- ・How is Cole 36??? How long he been in the game?? Damn. Feel like he should be in his late 20s atleast. 36??? Damn.
- ・why do i have a feeling like watching a kandrick clip? 🤔
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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- ・a feeling
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a car( 3件 )
- ・Big bri didn't bother parking a car in the background no, he flew a helicopter 🤒
- ・So j cole doesn't have a car but affords a Plane 😂
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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- ・a car
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sand( 3件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・The rigid target advantageously wrestle because sand postsurgically interrupt modulo a outgoing shoe. wooden, whispering kettle
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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- ・sand
- ・thousands
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attention( 3件 )
- ・This song never fully made sense to me until I paid attention to the visuals . J Cole never disappoints
- ・i just noticed the coughing in the background during the "nicotine company" bar, absolute genius attention to detail
- ・Yoo cole on a whole other another level I think we all should sit back and pay attention to Greatness this n**** send some real s***🎧🎧💯💯
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- ・absolute genius attention
- ・attention
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real rappers( 3件 )
- ・We need to protect j cole, there aren't many real rappers about this day we must keep the real ones safe. Big love from England 👌🏾💯🔉
- ・This video proves real rappers still own the game
- ・I’m not a j cole fan but this song is 🔥 finally real rap is back.
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- ・real rappers
- ・real rap
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Every single song( 3件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
- ・Every single song on this album is goated!🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾🔥☄️
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- ・Every single song
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2:26( 3件 )
- ・2:26 who else tried to pause here...??🤧
- ・2:26 Hold on to Your Inner Child.
- ・2:26 "HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD" 💖
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- ・2:26
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Straight( 3件 )
- ・Straight 🔥🔥
- ・Love Cole but it’s a NO for me 250k likes 🤨straight clout 👀 nigga should have stayed off the legacy was already cemented 🤦🏾♀️
- ・Straight 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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- ・🤨straight clout 👀 nigga
- ・Straight
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Long way( 3件 )
- ・Long way to go Brother Jermaine!
- ・1:54 - We really have come a long way with Cole man damn...
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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2 Hollywood Cole( 3件 )
- ・Holly shitt!!!
- ・I'm Sorry this Shit is Wack WTF happened 2 Hollywood Cole ?
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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- ・2 Hollywood Cole
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every day( 3件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・Is Cole World, every day that goes he find the way to blow my mind
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- ・every day
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The name( 3件 )
- ・The name of the song is BEAUTIFUL
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・i feel special just bc of the name of this song
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- ・the name
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This shyt( 3件 )
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
- ・What in the auto-tune.... This shyt is wack!!!!!
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- ・Shyt
- ・This shyt
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the lion( 3件 )
- ・I appreciate watching the lion grow into the King before us today 💪🏿
- ・but did y’all catch the lion king reference though👀
- ・the lion has roared......MFALME SIMBA 👑
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- ・the lion king reference
- ・the lion
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Kigali( 3件 )
- ・Here in Rwanda😻
- ・From Kigali Rwanda 🔥❤️
- ・🇷🇼 I can't believe j.cole he is dropping album out in Kigali (Rwanda)
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- ・Kigali Rwanda
- ・Kigali
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a helicopter( 3件 )
- ・Having a helicopter of your label is hard idc
- ・Who you brought a helicopter and never get to use it 😂😂
- ・Homie is really has a helicopter as a drone!!
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- ・a helicopter
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the rest( 3件 )
- ・That bar slaps way harder with the rest of: "Big bag never fear fumbling want smoke n***a don't choke I'm a whole fucking nicotine company"
- ・Here witnessing jcole take things to a new-new whole, other level. A great time for music when someone steps out from the rest for a second 🔥🔥
- ・@Sabih Nayyer why do you guys always have to act like artists can't do both and should never evolve or switch up styles? These songs bring in people and feeds them into the rest of his catalogue
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hold( 3件 )
- ・And just like that, J. Cole puts Covid19 on hold.
- ・HOLD ON TO YOUR CHILD
- ・@Musa the demons had hold of him now they released him free
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- ・HOLD
- ・hold
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tomorrow( 3件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
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payroll( 3件 )
- ・🔥🔥🔥Roll Ride and still munching....big bag never fear fumbling 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・@Zamir #GoPackGo troll
- ・Cole makes me want to call UPS and tell them take me off payroll because I ain't coming back
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the most( 3件 )
- ・Wow this shit this shit is running quite amazing how he can put the two of the coolest beats to the best and make the most I love the way
- ・everybody: "j.cole is the most humble rapper!" j.cole: "hahaha dreamville helicopter go brrrrrrrr"
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
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- ・the most humble rapper
- ・the most bar heavy Cole project
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talkin bout( 3件 )
- ・F 1st on trending four bout 11 hours
- ・,,,dem winters was coldddd ohoh!,,, had to go over and stand by the stove,,, If you grew up poor then you know bout standing by the stove to warm up lol, Cole dat dude !
- ・All of a sudden he's talkin bout dope .. Joyner Lucas is better. Cole jus conceded.
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- ・bout
- ・talkin bout
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the Day( 3件 )
- ・why do you think he’s laying there dead at the end of the video lol, also in his song “close” get it , it’s close, he hints at his death at the end of his song. Just wait for the day, and come back to this comment 👍🏼
- ・At 1:14 the rhyme change is similiar to les meserables "At the End of the Day"
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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- ・the Day
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point( 3件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・Creativity on point. Well done.
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
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his platinum records( 3件 )
- ・Damn the shot of all of his platinum records is 🔥
- ・Platinum 🤍
- ・@Uk Gs Coles fan base is so big, he goes platinum with no promos. Trust it's there.
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- ・Platinum
- ・platinum
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nobody else( 3件 )
- ・Ain’t nobody else can rep that brown coat and hat like Cole in the rap game
- ・did nobody else catch that girl at 1:50? who is that?
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- ・nobody else
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12 hours( 3件 )
- ・2.4M views in 12 hours, its officially cole-season.
- ・two million within 12 hours 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Played the album all day at work on repeat. Worked a 12hr shift that day
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- ・12
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a homeless division( 3件 )
- ・2021 is now over, all rappers go home. No more trophies.
- ・Dam homes this art.
- ・The old-fashioned donald acceptably expect because session weekly like into a homeless division. typical, mushy antarctica
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- ・homes
- ・a homeless division
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the United States( 3件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
- ・If the U.S. Army were a city, it would be the tenth-largest in the United States.
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- ・the universe
- ・the United States
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Such Vibes( 3件 )
- ・Such Vibes 🙇🏻♾🙇🏻
- ・Vibes 🏙🤘🏾
- ・Life after death vibes with the suit 🥵
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- ・Vibes
- ・death vibes
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l i f( 3件 )
- ・Best Collaboration should be with 21 Savage... (M Y . L I F E)
- ・M y l i f e. MV ?
- ・m y . l i f e vid soon?
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- ・i f
- ・l i f
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the truth( 3件 )
- ・Truth, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
- ・What can be more true than the truth. Let's Go Cole!
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thoughts( 3件 )
- ・This is by far my favorite song out right now, its got such a strong ass message. Cole always putting thoughts in our minds.
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
- ・No biter the creator from my own thoughts...so.enjoy the lil piece of pussssy pie pie..
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- ・his ways and thoughts
- ・my own thoughts
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Mumble Rap( 3件 )
- ・Mumble rappers: We have the rap scene on lock J Cole: Hand me the 🎤
- ・Is this what they call ‘mumble rap’ ?
- ・Very creative. They choose Mumble Rap over this? Stupid 🤦...
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- ・mumble rap
- ・Mumble Rap
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the plaques( 3件 )
- ・He didn’t have to hit us over the head with the plaques like that.😭
- ・Wifey with the plaques, dope!
- ・The shot of the plaques going up was legendary
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- ・the plaques
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the shot( 3件 )
- ・Was that Cole's wife in the shot with his plaques?
- ・Damn the shot of all of his platinum records is 🔥
- ・The shot of the plaques going up was legendary
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- ・the shot
- ・The shot
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HARD( 3件 )
- ・hardddddddddd
- ・hard af
- ・HARD
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- ・hard
- ・HARD
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women( 3件 )
- ・no drugs no cars no women no mumbling
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・0.01% Girls 1.3% Autotune 0.1% dig towards women 100% talent and respect
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- ・20 women
- ・women
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my fav( 3件 )
- ・My fav. track on this album !!!!
- ・this was my fav of the album im glad it got a video
- ・Cole is great my fav joint of this album
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- ・my fav
- ・my fav joint
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goosebumps( 3件 )
- ・J COLE Music + earphones = goosebumps.
- ・Goosebumps @ 2:25
- ・Goosebumps 🥶🔥
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- ・Goosebumps
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1%( 3件 )
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
- ・0.01% Girls 1.3% Autotune 0.1% dig towards women 100% talent and respect
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- ・0.1%
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wife( 3件 )
- ・Was that Cole's wife in the shot with his plaques?
- ・is that his wife @ around 1:55?
- ・Was that his wife? 1:55
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- ・his wife
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free( 3件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・free Palestine
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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Every year( 3件 )
- ・Every year this man evolves. And every year we're like this is his best. Lets just leave it at he'll forever be on god mode.
- ・He say it’s his last album. I don’t know that man like that, but I feel like he got so much more in him. Hope he comes to that realization. Would love to see cole back bussin up tha charts every year again.
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@Phoenix G( 3件 )
- ・@Phoenix G check out my new track bro
- ・@Phoenix G relax Phoenix, take that hatin shit somewhere else
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- ・@Phoenix G
- ・Phoenix
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History( 3件 )
- ・History in the making.
- ・This trac stood out.... nice to get visuals of history!
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R.I.P. Kobe( 3件 )
- ・Dog was no one really in that helicopter bro? I need answers fr bro cuz that shit made me think of Kobe immediately bro wtf....
- ・Long Live Kobe Bryant Aka Black Mamba 🙏🏿💯🙏🏿💯
- ・Fuck helicopters. R.I.P. Kobe.
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- ・Long Live Kobe Bryant Aka Black
- ・R.I.P. Kobe
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바라바( 3件 )
- ・바라바~ 바라바~ 바라바~
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- ・바라바
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Literally( 3件 )
- ・Karma lite 😁
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・Literally bodies this song.
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the guy( 3件 )
- ・Anyone know where I can get the glasses the guy in 1:59 is wearing?
- ・Kinda lookin like the guy who plays Jefferson in hamilton😂
- ・next level shit hats off to the guy, fan since 2k15 shit it going off as always
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Melii( 3件 )
- ・No one is noticing that Melii is in the video 😭 1:50-1:55
- ・Is that Melii in the dorm scene ?
- ・Is that Melii at the 1:54 mark?
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- ・Melii
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Hard( 3件 )
- ・hardddddddddd
- ・HARD
- ・Hard
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- ・HARD
- ・Hard
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May plaques( 3件 )
- ・May plaques go on 4eva🔥🔥🔥
- ・Plaques!!🐐
- ・This mans got more plaques than a dentist🥶
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- ・Plaques
- ・more plaques
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the title( 3件 )
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・Anybody else think of imdontai when they see the title?🤔
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a name( 3件 )
- ・I dont understand the hype? I hear underground artists coming out with better shit and a tenth of the views and likes this has. Guess once you make a name it doesnt matter what you put out after that
- ・If consistency had a name!
- ・This is my little brother's name so I had to click☝️☝️☝️
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- ・name
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the vibe( 3件 )
- ・This lowkey gave me 'middle child' vibes.
- ・Ayeee Vibe 🎧🎧🎧
- ・This a hit no question bout it, BUT the music video off, doesn't match the vibe. Ion just off
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- ・Vibe
- ・the vibe
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the dead( 3件 )
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart the Father raised Him from the dead you will be saved. Romans 10:9
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
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- ・the dead
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parapa( 3件 )
- ・parapa parap
- ・The parapa reminds of the minions opening.
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- ・parap
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bob Marley kids( 3件 )
- ・He really look like one of bob Marley kids...this shit fire though
- ・Bob Marley
- ・reminds me of bob marley...
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- ・Bob Marley
- ・bob marley
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ETERNITY( 3件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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- ・eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies
- ・ETERNITY
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Romans( 3件 )
- ・If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart the Father raised Him from the dead you will be saved. Romans 10:9
- ・Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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- ・Romans
- ・Romans 10:9
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social media( 3件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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the punishment( 3件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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- ・The punishment
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Holy( 3件 )
- ・holy shit
- ・Holy shit
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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- ・Holy
- ・your Holy bible
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the one( 3件 )
- ・The GOAT FOREVER. the love I got for you my OG surpasses the one I got for my girl
- ・Naw , this aint the song . The one with Lil Baby should be it
- ・Mann how can 1.2k people dislike this song ..j cole is 🔥 🔥🔥🔥🔥 better than these new time rappers especially the ones with lil in their name
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- ・The one
- ・especially the ones
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his own lane( 3件 )
- ・Bra be in his own lane that’s why he win every time he drops
- ・J Cole in a league of his own .
- ・Literally said the same shit on me and my boys reaction video, he made it his own tho styll.
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- ・his own
- ・his own tho styll
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Sheeesh( 3件 )
- ・Sheeesh!
- ・Sheeesh
- ・Heees on fiiiire!! (Nba jams) 🔥🔥🔥
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- ・Sheeesh
- ・Heees
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the dorm( 3件 )
- ・Is that Melissa in the dorm with him?
- ・Is that Melii in the dorm scene ?
- ・Yo who’s the girl in the dorm bed in the red dress?
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- ・the dorm scene
- ・the dorm bed
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foes( 3件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
- ・⛽️⛽️🔥🔥🔥 hate when your family turn into foes.
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2mil crew( 3件 )
- ・2mil crew.
- ・2mil plus in an hour!!!🔥💣💯🍾🤘🎶🔊
- ・2Mil bro ? ....Crazy!
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- ・2mil
- ・2Mil bro
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the Ville( 3件 )
- ・The Real is back, the Ville is back and the Window was Coooooooooooold
- ・The REAL IS BACK THE VILLE IS BACK
- ・THE REAL IS BACK THE VILLE IS BACK YEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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- ・BACK THE VILLE
- ・THE VILLE
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his new basketball team( 3件 )
- ・"Plotting my escape" now he's playing ball overseas. Hmmm, what is he trying to escape? Does he know something we don't? For sure
- ・Felt that like a baseball bat OFF SEASON 🙌🔥💯
- ・Cole put this out while he's running drills with his new basketball team out in Africa, legend
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- ・a baseball bat
- ・his new basketball team
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the others( 2件 )
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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- ・the others
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liberates( 2件 )
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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the process( 2件 )
- ・I pray whoever see this you’ll be successful in life, God has a plan for you just trust the process never give up God bless everyone... 💙💫
- ・Yall should know dreams come thru, just trust the process and put in the work..
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- ・the process
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gold( 2件 )
- ・$JCOLE $AMC $KGC $GOLD $BTU $JBLU $ERX $TLT
- ・Cole trash! If trash was diamonds and gold! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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- ・gold
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dreams( 2件 )
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
- ・Yall should know dreams come thru, just trust the process and put in the work..
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- ・dreams
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wisdom( 2件 )
- ・Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33
- ・You need to have a certain level of wisdom to understand his song
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- ・wisdom
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the bed( 2件 )
- ・Ol girl on the bed at 1:54 looks like Cecilia Lion
- ・Who’s the female sitting on the bed in the video?
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- ・the bed
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trending( 2件 )
- ・#1ONTRENDING
- ・#1 on trending , such a W
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A random person( 2件 )
- ・Hey you. Yes you, random person that I will never meet. I truly hope that you will find happiness in life. Today is going to be a great day.
- ・A random person that likes this, will become a billionaire!
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- ・A random person
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the warm( 2件 )
- ・You weren’t fan of FHD or the warm up? Trippin
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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His raps( 2件 )
- ・J Cole is raps Godfather and that suit says it’s so.
- ・His raps are for educational purposes only.
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- ・His raps
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@Kiko Kiko( 2件 )
- ・@Kiko Kiko no one cares
- ・@Kiko Kiko this might actually be helpful Glooks
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- ・@Kiko Kiko
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Jamaican perfection( 2件 )
- ・Lit...fly...good dad...Jamaican perfection... Never a player...gangsta... Nuttin but love for you J.Cole.
- ・Perfect
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- ・Perfect
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a minute( 2件 )
- ・That boy talent definitely been missed in the game he had to step away for a minute but when he create fire like this we hope he doesn’t go away again
- ・It's been a minute since I replayed a song more than once!!!!!
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- ・a minute
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Mike Shaw( 2件 )
- ・I am just glad to be seeing Mike Shaw this much after so long!!!
- ・mike shaw??? 😂😂😂 #realfansknow
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- ・mike shaw
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a bit( 2件 )
- ・Can someone explain the end. It was a bit weird.
- ・This album is not like his last. Kinda feel like he slipped up a bit.. his last every song was amazing. This album not impressive....SORRY!! BUT, I AM A J COLE FAN..
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- ・a bit
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Alien( 2件 )
- ・*Alien Rap* 👽
- ・Alien
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- ・Alien
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such a strong ass message( 2件 )
- ・This is by far my favorite song out right now, its got such a strong ass message. Cole always putting thoughts in our minds.
- ・Such a good song ffs
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- ・Such a
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Dave Chappelle( 2件 )
- ・With little simz and Dave dropping new albums also, it's going to be an incredible year for music
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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- ・Dave Chappelle
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my hair( 2件 )
- ・I really hate that my hair isn't like this anymore! 😢😢
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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his hair( 2件 )
- ・How did he grow his hair so quick
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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- ・his hair
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that puffer jacket( 2件 )
- ・I need that puffer jacket that shit too crazy 🔥
- ・What is that puffer jacket Cole wearing, the colorful one?
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- ・that puffer jacket Cole wearing
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ᴵ’ᵐ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˡᶦᵏᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ( 2件 )
- ・I'm ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᶦᵏᵉˢ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗ,,....
- ・ᴵ’ᵐ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˡᶦᵏᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ.!!!
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- ・ᴵ’ᵐ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˡᶦᵏᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵘᵇˢᶜʳᶦᵇᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ
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Fedora( 2件 )
- ・Fedora on point
- ・Rather fresh fedora sir
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- ・fedora
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my day( 2件 )
- ・Oh My DaYum! 🤭🔥🔥
- ・I start and end my day with this album 💿 🔥🔥
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- ・my day
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the drop( 2件 )
- ・Impeccable timing with the drop. We can feel your heart, mind and soul throughout this one. Salute G.
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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- ・the drop
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my profile( 2件 )
- ・profile pic 🔥🔥🔥
- ・oh! about my profile? i did that on purpose thanks anyway, cole funs are the reales💯
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- ・my profile
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0:00 - 2:34( 2件 )
- ・2:34 "HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD" 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・It's 0:00 - 2:34 for me 🔥🔥🔥
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- ・0:00 - 2:34
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health( 2件 )
- ・The nice panties spatially claim because health impressively pray off a strong effect. high-pitched, rainy minister
- ・The elite verse subsequently own because health erroneously land out a short column. cooperative, ugly postbox
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- ・health
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the Jay Z( 2件 )
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
- ・He's the Jay Z of His generation idgaf what anyone says he on that goat status
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- ・the Jay Z
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Sheesh( 2件 )
- ・Sheesh
- ・Sheesh ♨️
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- ・Sheesh
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the god( 2件 )
- ・Cole the god 🔥👑
- ・Cole the god 🔥🔥🔥.
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- ・the god
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the coughing( 2件 )
- ・i just noticed the coughing in the background during the "nicotine company" bar, absolute genius attention to detail
- ・Peep the coughing on the Nicotine company verse 💯💯💪💨
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- ・the coughing
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the release date( 2件 )
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
- ・This nigga been trending since he announced the release date of the album
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- ・the release date
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Homie( 2件 )
- ・Me: “Jermaine?” Homie: yes Me: “Cole?”
- ・Homie is really has a helicopter as a drone!!
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- ・Homie
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that remote controlled chopper( 2件 )
- ・I need that remote controlled Dreamville Helicopter.
- ・What was that remote controlled chopper? Kobe conspiracy?
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- ・that remote controlled chopper
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Forever( 2件 )
- ・$<>>"{"SSS"}<>>"USA"Forever"
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
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- ・Forever
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my Flesh( 2件 )
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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the likes( 2件 )
- ・@slycklyk I went straight to the replies, because the likes worried me.
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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Joyner( 2件 )
- ・Joyner is nice but lets be honest cole on anything is history
- ・All of a sudden he's talkin bout dope .. Joyner Lucas is better. Cole jus conceded.
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a little bit( 2件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
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the KioKen( 2件 )
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
- ・Back the K I N G 🔥🔥🔥
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guys( 2件 )
- ・Even this song is a masterpiece now, this will be a masterpiece nostalgia after 10 years, see you there guys.
- ・@Sabih Nayyer why do you guys always have to act like artists can't do both and should never evolve or switch up styles? These songs bring in people and feeds them into the rest of his catalogue
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1.5( 2件 )
- ・1.5 in 7 hours
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
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Trust( 2件 )
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
- ・@Uk Gs Coles fan base is so big, he goes platinum with no promos. Trust it's there.
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notes( 2件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・All you 2 minutes rappers take notes.
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N O R T H C A C K A L( 2件 )
- ・N O R T H C A C K A L A C K
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2 minutes( 2件 )
- ・Cole why did u do this song for 2 minutes ts not enough realy, Faka remix make it 5 minutes already lol 😂
- ・All you 2 minutes rappers take notes.
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Cool Man( 2件 )
- ・Wow 13 hours ago 2,405,621 Viewer ! So Cool Man !
- ・@Nunya Bizwacks thats cool man, but Cole has evolved. 🐐
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days( 2件 )
- ・Jesus Christ died for your sins and rose from the dead 3 days later. Repent of your sins and accept Him in your heart, life, and as as your lord and savior. Think on it because tomorrow’s never promised🙏🏽
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
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this fan( 2件 )
- ・Cole is seriously on another levelllll!!! Seriously J Cole this fan is so damnnnn proud of you!!! You made a classic MF album!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Im not his fan but i like his new album cuz its a real rap
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....Crazy( 2件 )
- ・2Mil bro ? ....Crazy!
- ・It’s so crazy people really sleep on j Cole
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1:50( 2件 )
- ・1:50 looks like Ceclia Lion lol
- ・did nobody else catch that girl at 1:50? who is that?
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terms( 2件 )
- ・Yo, camera movements in music videos are so clean nowadays 🔥 Humble really showed what music videos could be like in terms of cinematography
- ・No hate but what is this new level hes reached i dont see it in terms of writing
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a mega fan( 2件 )
- ・Been a mega fan since hills drive dropped so this ain’t hate but fuck bro the new album was so disappointing
- ・If you're not on 10+ play throughs of this whole album yet are you even a fan?
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a booth( 2件 )
- ・WAS THAT A BOOTH ON FIRE AT THE END??? HE KNOWS HE WAS SPITTIN🔥🔥🔥🔥
- ・Anybody else realize thats a booth on fire behind him 👀🤯🔥🔥
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all day( 2件 )
- ・Coles my moms favorite all day every time i hear him thats who i think of
- ・Played the album all day at work on repeat. Worked a 12hr shift that day
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North Carolina( 2件 )
- ・Yo colé on another level this man is so under rated no lie North Carolina stand up Raleigh is we’re Im from
- ・North Carolina stand up, all hail King Cole 👑🔥🔥🤞🏽 #704|CLT
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Anybody else( 2件 )
- ・Anybody else think of imdontai when they see the title?🤔
- ・Anybody else realize thats a booth on fire behind him 👀🤯🔥🔥
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My inspiration( 2件 )
- ・Insane. My inspiration.
- ・yo look at the like to dislike ratio! you love to see it
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the joke( 2件 )
- ・If u broke and clowning a millionaire, the joke is on u. Dope visual 👑🙌🏽
- ・@Zamir #GoPackGo "if you broke and clowning a millionaire, the joke's on you"
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- ・, the joke
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a millionaire( 2件 )
- ・If u broke and clowning a millionaire, the joke is on u. Dope visual 👑🙌🏽
- ・@Zamir #GoPackGo "if you broke and clowning a millionaire, the joke's on you"
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eighty( 2件 )
- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
- ・Lyrics :- Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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an inspiration( 2件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
- ・Forgot to add.... his word play is always stimulating, not just but audibly, but intellectually, mentally, emotinally..... there's always a message, an inspirational, a check... I appreciate his artistry...
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a message( 2件 )
- ・What a message yet again. HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD
- ・Forgot to add.... his word play is always stimulating, not just but audibly, but intellectually, mentally, emotinally..... there's always a message, an inspirational, a check... I appreciate his artistry...
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his fans( 2件 )
- ・J cole is so fucking basic and his fans are even more basic.
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
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his word( 2件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・Forgot to add.... his word play is always stimulating, not just but audibly, but intellectually, mentally, emotinally..... there's always a message, an inspirational, a check... I appreciate his artistry...
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the riches( 2件 )
- ・Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33
- ・🥺🧡 hold on to your inner child.. to me it means despite how big you get, how rich you get, how many problems you face, don’t lose touch with who you once were and reality.
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the grammy( 2件 )
- ・If they dont give him the grammy then we should riot!!!!
- ・& the grammy goes to J. COLE🙏
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the hype( 2件 )
- ・I dont understand the hype? I hear underground artists coming out with better shit and a tenth of the views and likes this has. Guess once you make a name it doesnt matter what you put out after that
- ・I don’t get the hype for j cole anymore lmao. He’s good yea has great lyrics but Christ he’s not as good as his fans make him out to be. Every song is the same dam structure😂 and now he uses autotune, wtf?
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1M( 2件 )
- ・1M in 7Hrs outstanding
- ・Here before 1mil oh wait oh yeah here before number 1 trending oh wait damn okay Cole I see you 🔥
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footage( 2件 )
- ・I'm assuming he used footage from 5ish music videos, that he will drop later. Hopefully
- ・Keep ya foot on they necks COLE! 💎
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rhythm form( 2件 )
- ・He took the new age rappers "flow" and rhythm and killed it 🔥🔥 this song is disgusting #realisback
- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
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Yesss( 2件 )
- ・Yesssssssssssss
- ・Yesss 👌🏾👌🏾
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EmineM( 2件 )
- ・After EmineM u r next rap star
- ・Ramen= Eminem collab coming soon cuz em had ramen in the gnat video 😂😂 I wish tho
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- ・Ramen= Eminem
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TALK( 2件 )
- ・“WONT VOTE BUT THEY MOB DEEP WITH THE POLES” OOOOOOOOOF TALK TO ‘EM COLE
- ・Nobody gon talk bout his music on his room wall
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My name( 2件 )
- ・My name is Amari 😌
- ・My Name :D
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brown coat and hat( 2件 )
- ・Ain’t nobody else can rep that brown coat and hat like Cole in the rap game
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another basketball player( 2件 )
- ・ok, another basketball player trying to be a rapper
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
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mask( 2件 )
- ・Make a music video without mask? yeah fuck corona.
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
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a whole nicotine( 2件 )
- ・OMG OMG OMG... Want smoke don choke bcoz I'm a whole nicotine company damn OMG OMG
- ・"N****s want smoke 🚬 imma whole Nicotine Company!"
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a smooth criminal( 2件 )
- ・It’s Mr. Cole dressing like a smooth criminal for me 😍😍😍😍😍😍
- ・I’d never thought I’d see this man rapping with a smooth criminal hat on... I’m not against it
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my house( 2件 )
- ・2:11 my house after listening to J Coles album
- ・2:11 looks exactly like my house after bumping The Off-Season for hours
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much auto( 2件 )
- ・So much auto tune on the new album. Yikes.
- ・Why so much auto tune j Cole's best song have barely any
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the outstanding picture( 2件 )
- ・*picture of mark philips giving the look right here*
- ・Shout out Mez for the outstanding picture!
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OMG!!!!!!!!! THIS BROTHA( 2件 )
- ・*First beat plays* J Cole Fans: OMG!!!!!!!!! THIS BROTHA IS ON FIRE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. INSTANT CLASSICS, CANT TELL ME NUTHING!!!
- ・Cole!!!! Your bars boy!!! Be tight!! You did this bro.. Love it!! ❤
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y’all( 2件 )
- ・See y’all after 10 years when this shit is nostalgic 🔥🔥
- ・but did y’all catch the lion king reference though👀
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The bridge shot( 2件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
- ・The bridge shot is my favorite
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2:11( 2件 )
- ・2:11 my house after listening to J Coles album
- ・2:11 looks exactly like my house after bumping The Off-Season for hours
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the ad( 2件 )
- ・Before the ad finished I liked 💯
- ・Who else liked the video while the ad was still playin
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Start( 2件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
- ・Retire. You won. Start doing side quests like Drake.
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your hands( 2件 )
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・Hands dwn💯🔥🔥🔥
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hits( 2件 )
- ・1:30 hits harder than my ex's last word
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
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the bros.( 2件 )
- ・This reminds me of drake's music videos for what's next and laugh now cry later. Cole just straight flexing on us with the bros.
- ・1:22 “ eeny,meeny,miny,moe” with the bros to hard🔥🔥🔥🔥
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How many times( 2件 )
- ・How many times have you watched this video? I've lost count 😂😂😂🐐
- ・Finally on trending. I feel like I’ve listened to it so many times and brought it here lol
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This finna( 2件 )
- ・This finna be album of the decade right here
- ・This finna touch the radio fs
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O brabo( 2件 )
- ・O brabo!
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the moment( 2件 )
- ・I want to make a song with Cole one day. I rap too, but I’m not very good at the moment.
- ・The moment that I realized me and this song both have the same name🔥🔥🔥
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outta( 2件 )
- ・He is outta here 💫🔥
- ・Agreed, could’ve been solid but he botched tf Outta that autotune
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Blood( 2件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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the next week( 2件 )
- ・Nobody: Me for the next week: Them windows was coOOOOOOLLLDDDD
- ・"Country nigga never seen passport" wow Cole World the King is back but I'm the next of Kin when the king is gone.
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that man bro( 2件 )
- ・Don’t play with that man bro 🤩 he took a break from the game, and came and shitted on these rap niggas 🥳🔥🔥🌪
- ・He say it’s his last album. I don’t know that man like that, but I feel like he got so much more in him. Hope he comes to that realization. Would love to see cole back bussin up tha charts every year again.
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coal( 2件 )
- ・The fire was estingushed at the end but the Cole (coal) remained
- ・Coal World, Heat and Diamond 💎
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- ・Coal World
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FayetteNam( 2件 )
- ・FayetteNam Stand Up! 🔥🔥🔥💯 #NC #Amari #theoffseason #jcole
- ・Fayettenam stand tf Up!!!!!
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- ・Fayettenam
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the law( 2件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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an answer( 2件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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judge the( 2件 )
- ・Unfortunately cardi B won a Grammy b4 Cole ??🧐🧐 May posterity judge the universe.
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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10 hours( 2件 )
- ・2 MIL 10 HOURS 🔥🔥🔥🔥 ❄️❄️🌍🌍 #theFallOffEra
- ・Here we go! 10 hours since post
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- ・10 hours
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Respect( 2件 )
- ・Respect
- ・Wow...respect from morocco
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- ・respect
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his voice( 2件 )
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
- ・Lets not ignore he could sinnnnnnnng ,yes the song is loaded with bars but his voice at 1:29.I think my tablet/I pad overheated.
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His child( 2件 )
- ・Nobody caught the him and his child self fighting over his dream of playing pro ball and then they're doing it "over seas".
- ・Who’s Amari ? His child?
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25 minutes( 2件 )
- ・Cole why did u do this song for 2 minutes ts not enough realy, Faka remix make it 5 minutes already lol 😂
- ・Came here when view was 335k and was 25 minutes ago . 1000 times now bruh 1000 times
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- ・25 minutes
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😳( 2件 )
- ・Wtf is cats saying bro?!?!?! 😳😳 THE GAME IS OVER after this 💣💥🔥
- ・😳 Goat status confirmed.🐐👑
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Whats( 2件 )
- ・@Santje AR welcome. Whats your name?
- ・TO THE 1.1K THAT DISLIKED THIS. WHATS WRONG WITH YALL. HUG YALL SELF
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- ・WHATS
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Sick( 2件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Sick flex
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- ・Sick
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Fake( 2件 )
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
- ・Fake drake
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- ・Fake
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a hit( 2件 )
- ・This a hit no question bout it, BUT the music video off, doesn't match the vibe. Ion just off
- ・What a let down. This aint a banger...not even a hit.. Just good lyrics on an incredibly trash beat lmmfao
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- ・a hit
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his kid( 2件 )
- ・I wonder if that was his kid at the end or sum. Is his son’s name amari? Hmmmmmmm
- ・Wonder if that was his kid at the end
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a god( 2件 )
- ・now I understand why this album is the best in the world j Cole is a god a lot of love from Mexico 👑
- ・Coles da GOD
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- ・Coles da GOD
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gifts( 2件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
- ・God's gift to earth after Covid-19
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Effortless( 2件 )
- ・Effortless 🔥🔥🔥🔥🐐
- ・Effortless 🔥
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- ・Effortless
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reminder( 2件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・J cole Remind me of Tupac. Empathic ego
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- ・Remind
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my favorite artist lol( 2件 )
- ・This shit is a banger, the whole album slaps this album alone has made him one of my favorite artist lol..! 🔥🤯🔥 this man legendary 👑
- ・My first born 6 month old son I named him Amari and then Cole dropped this song and he my favorite artist it was destined🙏🏾🔥🔥
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a bunch( 2件 )
- ・All I hear in rap is pride and ignorance little substance. If there is something of value on a song its usually surrounded by a bunch of nonsense.
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
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the best drug dealer( 2件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
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those boxy perspective camera angles( 2件 )
- ・Creative ass camera angles and video concept
- ・Since ATM, he's really kept an affinity for those boxy perspective camera angles. That college dorm shot was crisp.
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1st( 2件 )
- ・F 1st on trending four bout 11 hours
- ・Rebirth Of An New J Cole .. Which is Has always been from within.. 1st but yet Never LAST
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a plan( 2件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
- ・I pray whoever see this you’ll be successful in life, God has a plan for you just trust the process never give up God bless everyone... 💙💫
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C.O.L.E.( 2件 )
- ・*c.o.l.e mode*
- ・C.O.L.E. W.O.R. L.D ❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗
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the positive comments( 2件 )
- ・J.Cole leaving the negative and going to the positive. Kudos.
- ・I especially love the track and all of the positive comments that have followed! Cole did it again!!!
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- ・the positive comments
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the track( 2件 )
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
- ・I especially love the track and all of the positive comments that have followed! Cole did it again!!!
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- ・the track
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the golden era( 2件 )
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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- ・golden era
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the decade( 2件 )
- ・trash of the decade my music better
- ・This finna be album of the decade right here
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- ・the decade right
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my moms( 2件 )
- ・Coles my moms favorite all day every time i hear him thats who i think of
- ・Them people in red are jumping like when my mom bring out the whip 😂
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- ・my mom
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4yeo( 2件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
- ・The growth from the music videos of 4yeo to this thooooo.
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their necks( 2件 )
- ・Love this King! Keep your foot on their necks Cole! Effortlessly!
- ・Ngl i wasn't a huge J Cole fan before but this whole album went crazy. He came for necks, brought enough body bags and toe tags for anyone who wants it
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- ・necks
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ALOT( 2件 )
- ・Cole getting ALOT of money 🔥🔥
- ・He would be a better teacher than alot of these folks so call teaching
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- ・alot
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Matthew( 2件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・"Judge not, that ye be not judged." - Matthew 7:1 KJV
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- ・Matthew
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that bar( 2件 )
- ・Facts, loved that bar in me and my boys reaction video 🔥
- ・That bar slaps way harder with the rest of: "Big bag never fear fumbling want smoke n***a don't choke I'm a whole fucking nicotine company"
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- ・That bar
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stay( 2件 )
- ・Stay safe cole... Hiphop needs u. Thanks man
- ・It's hot AF 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 keep doing ya thing you making it happen stay focused you got this 💪👊
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your name( 2件 )
- ・@Santje AR welcome. Whats your name?
- ・when your name is amari 🤟🏽🤟🏽.
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- ・your name
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my OG( 2件 )
- ・The GOAT FOREVER. the love I got for you my OG surpasses the one I got for my girl
- ・My Oga na Goat Aje
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- ・My Oga na Goat Aje
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a response( 2件 )
- ・Let me ask you this since your first Album. How come you know and speak about my past relationship's and when I try to contact you so we can collaborate on a few albums, you never give me a response back. I think we can change the world with are understanding about life and what need to change in the world. Give me a call (323)-270-7009.
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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your mouth Jesus( 2件 )
- ・If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart the Father raised Him from the dead you will be saved. Romans 10:9
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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trouble( 2件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a break( 2件 )
- ・He never left. He just took a break so he can KickCats this 🕙 @round ...ColeBeenCold!!!👣👁👽👁👣™
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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the camera man( 2件 )
- ・Props to the camera man flying around in creative mode 👀
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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Covid19( 2件 )
- ・And just like that, J. Cole puts Covid19 on hold.
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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the coffin( 2件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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happiness( 2件 )
- ・Hey you. Yes you, random person that I will never meet. I truly hope that you will find happiness in life. Today is going to be a great day.
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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yesterday( 2件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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your trust( 2件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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every time( 2件 )
- ・Bra be in his own lane that’s why he win every time he drops
- ・Coles my moms favorite all day every time i hear him thats who i think of
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the only thing( 2件 )
- ・0:55 Close to the Fall Off the only thing stopping him is his inner child. The GOAT is alive and well.
- ・“Scoop up a dime piece like We homeless then we gon send em back pigeon toed” 😣 cole dangerous. The rap game ain’t the only thing he f**kin 🤣
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boys( 2件 )
- ・Its actually crazy lmao 🤣 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・That part was goosebumps 😳 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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Ufff( 2件 )
- ・tufffffff
- ・Ufff💥💥💥
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a dime piece( 2件 )
- ・People: Cole looks homeless 🤣 Cole; : "Pick up a dime piece like we homeless then we gone send em back pigeon toe" 🔥#bars
- ・“Scoop up a dime piece like We homeless then we gon send em back pigeon toed” 😣 cole dangerous. The rap game ain’t the only thing he f**kin 🤣
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the answer( 2件 )
- ・Cole, if you listen carefully, has always taught 4 important lessons of life: 1. Do you - don’t worry about others 2. Money isn’t the answer 3. Fam isn’t the answer 4. Be patients with your work
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lows( 2件 )
- ・The man who see the Lowest of lows and the highest of the high 🔥
- ・Whole album has some unknown flows that world didn't know before 😈
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Corona( 2件 )
- ・*This sh*t hit harder than Corona* 😷🔥
- ・Make a music video without mask? yeah fuck corona.
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Pow, pow,( 2件 )
- ・Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
- ・#fire Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something
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his paths( 2件 )
- ・Cole Been Beastin Out Chea Stay True Ta Yoself Bro & You can never go wrong Bro Hopefully We can Cross paths 1 Day When i was working Out this came on had me Blazin Bless Up🙏🏾KING.
- ・Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33
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the wall( 2件 )
- ・those records on the wall, oof. 🐐🙅🏾♂️🔥
- ・That collection of plats on the wall go hard af !
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1:11( 2件 )
- ・1:11
- ・1:11 gives me chills
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props( 2件 )
- ・Props to the camera man flying around in creative mode 👀
- ・THIS IS LIL BABY FLOW!!!!! But Cole used it well, but gotta give props to LIL BABY!!!!!!!!
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Those Platinum records( 2件 )
- ・Why people trying to go platinum this nigga is in Africa playing basketball albums done an videos will continue to be uploaded while he hoop 🥴😂😂😂 cole the greatest
- ・Those Platinum records reach Heaven
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the interstate Tryna( 2件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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[Chorus] Plottin( 2件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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2:25( 2件 )
- ・@2:25 is that j coles son
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a billion dollar gangsta king( 2件 )
- ・Lit...fly...good dad...Jamaican perfection... Never a player...gangsta... Nuttin but love for you J.Cole.
- ・dam, Cole so dope lookin like a billion dollar gangsta king with that brown coat, suit and hat
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boring( 2件 )
- ・boring ....no energy in his voice
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planet rock( 2件 )
- ・J Cole didn’t land on planet rock, planet rock landed on j Cole
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your channel( 2件 )
- ・Its actually crazy lmao 🤣 me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
- ・@ModernNomadsReact Let me subscribe to your channel and check it out!!
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that 95( 2件 )
- ・🔥🔥, ayy big brudda can we get a visual for 95. South or Let.Go.My.Hand next? 🤔
- ・Now we need that 95 south and applying pressure video. Should do something like that “young simba” video way back. Shit would be fire
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Hiphop( 2件 )
- ・Stay safe cole... Hiphop needs u. Thanks man
- ・J Cole is JESUS CHRIST of HIPHOP. Everything he creates is a preaching on it own.
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ghost( 2件 )
- ・Doesn't anyone else think the beat sounds like one of kid cudis song on 'kids see ghost ' ? Or is that just me
- ・Beginning and end give off some Ghost in the Shell vibes. 🖤🖤
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Depression( 2件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・Depression has left the chat 😌
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The video clips( 2件 )
- ・J.Cole the G.O.A.T🔥🔥🇿🇲 ...and some of you decided to come here hit the dislike 👎🏼 button,are you normal?🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️ Did the video confused your senses?😠
- ・The video clips are lit
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My ears( 2件 )
- ・My eyes: reading comments My ears: listening to the song My hands: scrolling down My mouth: singing song I am a very busy person
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
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Future( 2件 )
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
- ・He sounds like Future....
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julies randle( 2件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・[Haven't watched yet] does "jr catch it off the backboard" referring to julies randle or? EDIT * DENNIS SMITH JR DUH
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an unstoppable menace( 2件 )
- ・Unstoppable
- ・Cole is an unstoppable menace.
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cats( 2件 )
- ・My cats name is Amarii
- ・Wtf is cats saying bro?!?!?! 😳😳 THE GAME IS OVER after this 💣💥🔥
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blokka( 2件 )
- ・Shit is stolen from blokka $olo!!!LISTEN TO BR1CK$- BLOKKA $olo
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the Hope( 2件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
- ・This was dope hope to get a music video for pride is the devil, hunger on hillside or my life
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- ・hope
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a sign( 2件 )
- ・this is a sign we need kendrick back to teach niggas how to bully beats
- ・Best hip hop album I heard in a while, It’s honestly so refreshing. J Cole inspired every song I ever made. I hope to make it big soon maybe sign with Dreamville!
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- ・sign
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Dread( 2件 )
- ・Bruh, Cole get wiser everytime his dreads get longer😂🙌🙌
- ・Dread didn’t disappoint as usual
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- ・Dread
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cardi B( 2件 )
- ・Unfortunately cardi B won a Grammy b4 Cole ??🧐🧐 May posterity judge the universe.
- ・*Idk how I'm going to explain to my kids that cardi b won a Grammy before this legend*
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- ・cardi b
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your ass( 2件 )
- ・Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re enlisted. Fuck.
- ・Uncle Sam got your ass reenlisting. - j.cole
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- ・your ass reenlisting
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True( 2件 )
- ・Cole Been Beastin Out Chea Stay True Ta Yoself Bro & You can never go wrong Bro Hopefully We can Cross paths 1 Day When i was working Out this came on had me Blazin Bless Up🙏🏾KING.
- ・True
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- ・True
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1:51( 2件 )
- ・1:51 a college kids struggle meal, love it! 😂
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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- ・1:51
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the words( 2件 )
- ・Issa Cole word.
- ・Cole's lyrics are just like everyone get drowned in the words. It truly takes you to other realm. 💎💎💎
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- ・the words
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beguile( 2件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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- ・beguile
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hustle( 2件 )
- ・Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re enlisted. Fxck
- ・“Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got ya ass reenlisting” 🥵
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- ・hustle
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Best Collaboration( 2件 )
- ・Best Collaboration should be with 21 Savage... (M Y . L I F E)
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
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- ・Best Collab
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case( 2件 )
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
- ・In case you didn't notice, that chopper has Dreamville written on it
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- ・case
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damian Marley( 2件 )
- ・You look like damian Marley in that outfit 😂😁
- ・1:13 j cole look like damian marley.
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- ・damian marley
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my playlist( 2件 )
- ・Definitely rocking my playlist for a loooong time⚡🔥
- ・added to playlist*
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- ・playlist
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the strongest core( 2件 )
- ・Strong!💪🔥
- ・J Cole, "the strongest core of all time " I give u 100% bro,,, You are best of all💯💯❤
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- ・the strongest core
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@Santje AR( 2件 )
- ・@Santje AR welcome. Whats your name?
- ・@Santje AR Craig. How old are you san?
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- ・@Santje AR Craig
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expensive cars( 2件 )
- ・no drugs no cars no women no mumbling
- ・You don't need beautiful girls, expensive cars and jewellery to express yourself, thank you J. Cole
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The police( 1件 )
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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my license( 1件 )
- ・3 things happened today 1. My friend said Cole was trash. 2. My friend got ran over by a car. 3. The police suspended my license.
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symbolism( 1件 )
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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this n**( 1件 )
- ・Yoo cole on a whole other another level I think we all should sit back and pay attention to Greatness this n**** send some real s***🎧🎧💯💯
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his first show( 1件 )
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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a aspiring almanac( 1件 )
- ・The fuzzy system additonally pray because hand expectedly gaze unto a aspiring almanac. substantial, caring jury
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no demonic worship( 1件 )
- ・So refreshing to see a top tier in the game make a solid video. No Azz shaking, no demonic worship or symbolism! Pure bars and real rap!!
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him every( 1件 )
- ・At the end of immortal when he said “they only feel you after u gone” I hope he knows us (his real fans) feel him every min he here!!
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Cape Town( 1件 )
- ・J . COLE DAMN!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🌠🌊⚡🎉🎄🎁🔊🎧💵. We see you baby. Bridget ,Cape Town, South Africa🇿🇦
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a billionaire( 1件 )
- ・A random person that likes this, will become a billionaire!
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London( 1件 )
- ・Listen I'm a huge j cole fan, been there since the warm up, seen him live everytime he came to London even when there was only a few hundred people in his first show to thousands....... I don't rate off season that much, I don't know what it is but it's not hitting like the others, it's great don't get me wrong but I dunno, just a feeling. Not gonna lie 4 songs on there are absolutely fire and on repeat #coleworld
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fresh air( 1件 )
- ・A breath of fresh air.
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a old dresser( 1件 )
- ・The solid stepmother pathogenetically possess because shell structurally irritate except a old dresser. satisfying, itchy raft
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Patriots Boy( 1件 )
- ・Patriots Boy!💧👊
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The fuzzy system( 1件 )
- ・The fuzzy system additonally pray because hand expectedly gaze unto a aspiring almanac. substantial, caring jury
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next year( 1件 )
- ・Son .. I’m telling you ... Drake & Kendrick Gotta wait til next year 😭😭 ... Let Cole reign his name thru 2021 because he’s on a whole other level
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educational purposes( 1件 )
- ・His raps are for educational purposes only.
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Bridget( 1件 )
- ・J . COLE DAMN!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🌠🌊⚡🎉🎄🎁🔊🎧💵. We see you baby. Bridget ,Cape Town, South Africa🇿🇦
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6 hrs( 1件 )
- ・1.2m in 6 hrs YB can’t do that 🥱
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immortal( 1件 )
- ・At the end of immortal when he said “they only feel you after u gone” I hope he knows us (his real fans) feel him every min he here!!
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S.E.A.S.O.N( 1件 )
- ・G.O.A.T S.E.A.S.O.N🐐🔥🔥
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diamonds( 1件 )
- ・Cole trash! If trash was diamonds and gold! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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Bro more( 1件 )
- ・Bro more blessings
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that tho( 1件 )
- ・It do be like that tho, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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Walahi bro( 1件 )
- ・Walahi bro, Facts, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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A breath( 1件 )
- ・A breath of fresh air.
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808( 1件 )
- ・808 perfect
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This drip( 1件 )
- ・0:32 This drip is way too coooooole
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the female( 1件 )
- ・Who’s the female sitting on the bed in the video?
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Better version( 1件 )
- ・Better version of Kendrick Lamar
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Fuego( 1件 )
- ・Fuego 🔥
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Omfg( 1件 )
- ・Omfg 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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Purrrrrr( 1件 )
- ・Purrrrrr
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w/ musix( 1件 )
- ・so he done w/ musix?
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1.2m( 1件 )
- ・1.2m in 6 hrs YB can’t do that 🥱
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J.🐐C( 1件 )
- ・J.🐐C🐐O🐐L🐐E
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college jus( 1件 )
- ・I even quit college jus to focus on dis nigga album
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the crowd( 1件 )
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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the wiser( 1件 )
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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your craft( 1件 )
- ・The whole album bang with every listen👂J Cole is a testament to how staying true to your craft pays off! 💰
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fine wine( 1件 )
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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its looping effect( 1件 )
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
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Mufasa( 1件 )
- ・Strong Lion King vibes at the end. Cole went from Simba to Mufasa.
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his appearance( 1件 )
- ・My favorite part about Cole is how much his musical success has grown since he let go of being concerned about his appearance. He aged like fine wine. No more chaining days, and he let his hair grow out. The longer is hair gets the wiser he gets. On top of that, Hollywood Cole still looks fresh as hell. He came a long way since standing in the crowd at Dave Chappelle's Block Party. I'm thankful to see his growth. 🙏🏻
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that btw( 1件 )
- ・1:49 JERMAIN (who is that btw?)
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every listen( 1件 )
- ・The whole album bang with every listen👂J Cole is a testament to how staying true to your craft pays off! 💰
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the colorful one( 1件 )
- ・What is that puffer jacket Cole wearing, the colorful one?
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your artistry( 1件 )
- ・HOLD ON TO YOUR INNER CHILD. ^ ^ ^ ^ (i love your artistry, J. Cole. so much. heart busted open.)
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ass bro( 1件 )
- ・This album sucks ass bro What are ppl hearing
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@methodman( 1件 )
- ・When you think about it, @methodman was ahead of his time with the song Judgment Day and its looping effect. Well done Cole, can’t stop playing this album just like all the others. KOD had me like this too...getting better with time🙌🏾
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a fetus( 1件 )
- ・waste of a fetus - the real channels name 👍🏼
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a dime piece( 1件 )
- ・“”Scoop up a dime piece like we homeless”🔥🔥🔥
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special just bc( 1件 )
- ・i feel special just bc of the name of this song
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Sauce God( 1件 )
- ・Jermaine "The Rap King Rap Godslayer Sauce God" Cole
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Those vocals( 1件 )
- ・Those vocals tho
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Mañana Y Siempre( 1件 )
- ・Dios Te Bendiga 🙏 Hoy, Mañana Y Siempre!.. Salud Y Vida 🙏
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the Bravery( 1件 )
- ・Admire the Bravery starting out first it's gonna be a 🔥🔥🔥 summer of music
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TAPP( 1件 )
- ・TAPP in To Curtis Mayfield 100🔥🔥💥💥
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his biggest fan 🥴😩( 1件 )
- ・he named a song after his biggest fan 🥴😩 love you cole❤️
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1:49 JERMAIN( 1件 )
- ・1:49 JERMAIN (who is that btw?)
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how many beats( 1件 )
- ・how many beats have we heard wit this same loop lol shit not good slayworld better
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waste( 1件 )
- ・waste of a fetus - the real channels name 👍🏼
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Dios Te Bendiga( 1件 )
- ・Dios Te Bendiga 🙏 Hoy, Mañana Y Siempre!.. Salud Y Vida 🙏
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Ultímate flex( 1件 )
- ・Ultímate flex is a DREAMVILLE CHOPPER !! 🔥🔥🔥
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1.3 million( 1件 )
- ・1.3 million in 6 hours
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the Wopulation( 1件 )
- ・Where the Wopulation at
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hoofd( 1件 )
- ・Je hoofd is wel heet🔥🔥
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all the complements( 1件 )
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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the intro( 1件 )
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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some kind( 1件 )
- ・Choon so fire but I still always gringe when a Artist puts visuals of themselves in some kind of death situation? Why choose to put that energy out there?
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little whatevers( 1件 )
- ・This video is shorter than these short rappers, little whatevers. We need a 6'4 rapper video out here Cole
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his college room( 1件 )
- ・Bro anyone catch the snippet of the brown skin girl in his college room that was so sick
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purpose thanks( 1件 )
- ・oh! about my profile? i did that on purpose thanks anyway, cole funs are the reales💯
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a short column( 1件 )
- ・The elite verse subsequently own because health erroneously land out a short column. cooperative, ugly postbox
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the lowkey( 1件 )
- ・Pride is the devil have the beat 100 mil have the lowkey my life has the drop let go my hand has the verse and the best feature hunger in the middle have the intro applying pressure have the flow and diss 😈 but All the songs are 10/10 and have all the complements to be 10 songs in a 10 album from a 10 artist 🐐
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the chamber( 1件 )
- ・Every song is like a bullet in the chamber ready to blow your mind🔥🤞
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Rwanda( 1件 )
- ・🇷🇼 I can't believe j.cole he is dropping album out in Kigali (Rwanda)
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the brown skin girl( 1件 )
- ・Bro anyone catch the snippet of the brown skin girl in his college room that was so sick
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your escape( 1件 )
- ・J.cole i believe in your escape! I'm praying for you brother!
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Sh*t( 1件 )
- ・Sh*t is so high and higher kingcole
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unfavorable/challenging circumstances…( 1件 )
- ・“Made it out, gotta mean something” To anyone who’s overcome unfavorable/challenging circumstances… remember and meditate on this bar!!!
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Jay-Z( 1件 )
- ・He's better than Jay-Z, smarter and kinder, stronger.
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My idol( 1件 )
- ・My idol👑
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a Artist( 1件 )
- ・Choon so fire but I still always gringe when a Artist puts visuals of themselves in some kind of death situation? Why choose to put that energy out there?
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millions( 1件 )
- ・Here before millions of views ⬇️
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0:44 “( 1件 )
- ・0:44 “Imma classic man."
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DJ Khaled( 1件 )
- ・DJ Khaled:We the second bestttttttt
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The artist( 1件 )
- ・The beat✅ The flow✅ The lyrics✅ The artist✅ The visuals✅
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the snippet( 1件 )
- ・Bro anyone catch the snippet of the brown skin girl in his college room that was so sick
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potential( 1件 )
- ・Do you think that my music has potential?
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i c( 1件 )
- ・I n s t a n t c l a s s i c a l b u m
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a bullet( 1件 )
- ・Every song is like a bullet in the chamber ready to blow your mind🔥🤞
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hermano( 1件 )
- ・Very picante hermano. AR-
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Bro anyone( 1件 )
- ・Bro anyone catch the snippet of the brown skin girl in his college room that was so sick
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a quieter place( 1件 )
- ・I literally had to pause this to find a quieter place. This is talent.
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That young guy( 1件 )
- ・That young guy at the end looks like savion glover the tape dancer lol
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these W ALL( 1件 )
- ・All these W ALL WEEK U BETTA SNAPPED 🙌🏾
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t c( 1件 )
- ・I n s t a n t c l a s s i c a l b u m
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this robot crap( 1件 )
- ・Sevin way better than this robot crap. SEVIN A CHRISTIAN RAPPER
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the toilet( 1件 )
- ・We in the toilet but we ain't shitting 💩
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Kobe conspiracy( 1件 )
- ・What was that remote controlled chopper? Kobe conspiracy?
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GKMC and FHD( 1件 )
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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Tha Dogg Father etc.( 1件 )
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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any regrets( 1件 )
- ・There are 18k comments already but if I don't say this now I don't know if I will be able to say it tomorrow. You are the reason I turned out the way I am today. I am forever grateful! 2010 till date and I don't have any regrets. Forever king! @j.cole #offseason #jcole
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tryna focus( 1件 )
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
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bar fest tracks( 1件 )
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
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2001( 1件 )
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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more lyrical( 1件 )
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
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the industry( 1件 )
- ・I know a lot of people is not going to agree with me when I say this but j Cole is the greatest rapper in the industry right now..🎼🎼🎼🔥🔥🔥🎤
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a outgoing shoe( 1件 )
- ・The rigid target advantageously wrestle because sand postsurgically interrupt modulo a outgoing shoe. wooden, whispering kettle
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favorite bar( 1件 )
- ・AVERAGE for a rapper with"Bars"...... what's yall favorite bar?
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20+( 1件 )
- ・Can we talk about how he beats a basketball team by 20+ then drops a music video😂
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his mixtapes( 1件 )
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
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a certain way( 1件 )
- ・Gone are the days when albums made you feel a certain way. We will never ever see the likes of Illmatic, Aquemeni, Reasonable Doubt, 2001, Flesh of my Flesh, Tha Dogg Father etc. Even the greats of this generation can’t make one memorable album! The last one of these was GKMC and FHD. But these trash they be putting out has no value
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shinning( 1件 )
- ・I'm here for that crooked smile, still shinning....Just love him
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the demons( 1件 )
- ・@Musa the demons had hold of him now they released him free
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a adjoining break( 1件 )
- ・The bitter condition anaerobically apologise because ellipse pathomorphologically paste opposite a adjoining break. careful, madly wednesday
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a seed( 1件 )
- ・This album keeps growing with me like a seed. At first I liked some songs, then almost all the songs, now all the songs are on my playlist 🔥🔥🔥
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the link( 1件 )
- ・Cole I need the link for that Puma coat fam
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the hill side( 1件 )
- ・Hunger on the hill side read
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a basketball team( 1件 )
- ・Can we talk about how he beats a basketball team by 20+ then drops a music video😂
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the replies( 1件 )
- ・@slycklyk I went straight to the replies, because the likes worried me.
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1.3m( 1件 )
- ・1.3m at6 hours
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The rigid target( 1件 )
- ・The rigid target advantageously wrestle because sand postsurgically interrupt modulo a outgoing shoe. wooden, whispering kettle
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Our boy( 1件 )
- ・Our boy did it again yall!! Album is str8 FIRE🔥🔥
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Lmfao( 1件 )
- ・Lmfao I've made two life decisions because of this album alone lol
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6 hours( 1件 )
- ・1.5m in 6 hours... that’s the shit I was expecting Jay z and Nas to do. It’s good to see more lyrical/older rappers still able to do these numbers this fast 🔥
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that crooked smile( 1件 )
- ・I'm here for that crooked smile, still shinning....Just love him
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this looks( 1件 )
- ・Coles fire this looks like Middle child ❤️
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Untouchable( 1件 )
- ・Untouchable...
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the feel( 1件 )
- ・has the feel of a dave meyers video
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@Musa( 1件 )
- ・@Musa the demons had hold of him now they released him free
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nick nittoli( 1件 )
- ・I like nick nittoli better. This was trash
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The bitter condition( 1件 )
- ・The bitter condition anaerobically apologise because ellipse pathomorphologically paste opposite a adjoining break. careful, madly wednesday
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1.13( 1件 )
- ・1.13 ohhhhh
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an idiot( 1件 )
- ・You’re an idiot. This is literally the most bar heavy Cole project since his mixtapes. Yeah he used some autotune it’s hit/miss but this song it worked and he got some good lyricism in here. But there’s hella bar fest tracks on this album you just tryna focus on the 3 songs with autotune trap style LOL
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Musa( 1件 )
- ・@Musa 😂😂😂
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his pen( 1件 )
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
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2016-2018( 1件 )
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
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the complete package( 1件 )
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
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other stuff( 1件 )
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
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no argument( 1件 )
- ・Cole is top 5 of all time no argument. He`s the complete package, and God his pen is sharp, every line on point.
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no promos( 1件 )
- ・@Uk Gs Coles fan base is so big, he goes platinum with no promos. Trust it's there.
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an opinion( 1件 )
- ・@Uk Gs if everyone has an opinion then so do i right? so stfu lmao
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@Sabih Nayyer nah( 1件 )
- ・@Sabih Nayyer nah cause its now a different time, people want other stuff now. If Cole was still the same for 10 years he would have fallen off in 2016-2018. Thats why KOD and this exists.
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travis( 1件 )
- ・Listen to Rodeo by travis if u haven’t its my fav Rap/trap album since it came out
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a different kind( 1件 )
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
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thisssss( 1件 )
- ・How can someome dislike thisssss?
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no blanket( 1件 )
- ・Cole world, no blanket!
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Toooooo( 1件 )
- ・Toooooo Hard 🚀
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Refreshing( 1件 )
- ・Refreshing af
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someome( 1件 )
- ・How can someome dislike thisssss?
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RDC vid( 1件 )
- ・Who here after watching RDC vid?
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so many ppl( 1件 )
- ・This is the reason you love rap and what it brought to so many ppl in life. So many songs now and days got the kids just thinking on some wild shyt. This song brings you a different kind of energy. Shyt is fire, right along with the album.
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that girl( 1件 )
- ・did nobody else catch that girl at 1:50? who is that?
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that puffer coat( 1件 )
- ・Cole ain’t playing with us on this one 🙌🏽🥳 and May I just add that puffer coat and dressed up scene are 👌🏽🥵🔥
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off the( 1件 )
- ・Love Cole but it’s a NO for me 250k likes 🤨straight clout 👀 nigga should have stayed off the legacy was already cemented 🤦🏾♀️
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a nosy commission( 1件 )
- ・The talented bra biochemically stitch because postbox provisionally kiss minus a nosy commission. clear, relieved venezuelan
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the wave( 1件 )
- ・He’s just showing all these young new schools he can simply do what they doing!!He makes it simple to understand, ride the wave or get ran ova!!!
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all hail( 1件 )
- ・North Carolina stand up, all hail King Cole 👑🔥🔥🤞🏽 #704|CLT
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postbox provisionally( 1件 )
- ・The talented bra biochemically stitch because postbox provisionally kiss minus a nosy commission. clear, relieved venezuelan
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250k likes( 1件 )
- ・Love Cole but it’s a NO for me 250k likes 🤨straight clout 👀 nigga should have stayed off the legacy was already cemented 🤦🏾♀️
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all these young new schools( 1件 )
- ・He’s just showing all these young new schools he can simply do what they doing!!He makes it simple to understand, ride the wave or get ran ova!!!
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Noway( 1件 )
- ・Noway 🥵🥵🥵
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The only word( 1件 )
- ・The only word I can come up with right now to describe what I just experienced watching this is “WOW 😩🔥” This man is amazing 😭 & fine as hell 🥴👅 lmao
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No hate( 1件 )
- ・No hate but what is this new level hes reached i dont see it in terms of writing
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10+ play throughs( 1件 )
- ・If you're not on 10+ play throughs of this whole album yet are you even a fan?
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the BackBoard( 1件 )
- ・“Now I’m at the Garden Watching Jr catching it off the BackBoard” 🔥🔥🔥
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a star( 1件 )
- ・I’m not a star struck man we from the Carolinas fuck it
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@kesley( 1件 )
- ・@kesley shabangu every single time!
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GOD DAM( 1件 )
- ・GOD DAM💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯
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#GoPackGo( 1件 )
- ・@Zamir #GoPackGo "if you broke and clowning a millionaire, the joke's on you"
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his artistry( 1件 )
- ・Forgot to add.... his word play is always stimulating, not just but audibly, but intellectually, mentally, emotinally..... there's always a message, an inspirational, a check... I appreciate his artistry...
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a check( 1件 )
- ・Forgot to add.... his word play is always stimulating, not just but audibly, but intellectually, mentally, emotinally..... there's always a message, an inspirational, a check... I appreciate his artistry...
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problems( 1件 )
- ・🥺🧡 hold on to your inner child.. to me it means despite how big you get, how rich you get, how many problems you face, don’t lose touch with who you once were and reality.
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a festive soap( 1件 )
- ・The bright random neurobiologically pretend because neck scully surprise versus a festive soap. lively, many barbara
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day one( 1件 )
- ・From day one J cole’s been on another level
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the tenth-largest( 1件 )
- ・If the U.S. Army were a city, it would be the tenth-largest in the United States.
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a kandrick clip( 1件 )
- ・why do i have a feeling like watching a kandrick clip? 🤔
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a r i( 1件 )
- ・Why did he name the sound a m a r i .?
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, how many( 1件 )
- ・🥺🧡 hold on to your inner child.. to me it means despite how big you get, how rich you get, how many problems you face, don’t lose touch with who you once were and reality.
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session weekly( 1件 )
- ・The old-fashioned donald acceptably expect because session weekly like into a homeless division. typical, mushy antarctica
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surprise( 1件 )
- ・The bright random neurobiologically pretend because neck scully surprise versus a festive soap. lively, many barbara
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no type( 1件 )
- ・J always got music videos be making no type of sense as of lately lmao.... and it always be having weird camera angles
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day 1( 1件 )
- ・🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 who else been a day 1 Cole fan????
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Jim Jones( 1件 )
- ・Cole look like Jim Jones in the close up with the suit
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facepalm( 1件 )
- ・I can't stop repeating :facepalm:
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a city( 1件 )
- ・If the U.S. Army were a city, it would be the tenth-largest in the United States.
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a new super sayin form( 1件 )
- ・J Cole has just discovered a new super sayin form.
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@Cookup Mikey( 1件 )
- ・@Cookup Mikey that shit fire asf liked and subbed
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The Fact( 1件 )
- ・The Fact that J Cole is in my City 🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼Rwanda🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼Kigali🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼🇷🇼
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The old-fashioned donald( 1件 )
- ・The old-fashioned donald acceptably expect because session weekly like into a homeless division. typical, mushy antarctica
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neck scully( 1件 )
- ・The bright random neurobiologically pretend because neck scully surprise versus a festive soap. lively, many barbara
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@Cookup Mikey( 1件 )
- ・@Cookup Mikey ayo this shit hard
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Harlem nights( 1件 )
- ・Harlem nights vibes! Ok Cole!
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his mind( 1件 )
- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
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the spirit( 1件 )
- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
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cuz em( 1件 )
- ・Ramen= Eminem collab coming soon cuz em had ramen in the gnat video 😂😂 I wish tho
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Code( 1件 )
- ・Cole = Code
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the vessel( 1件 )
- ・Never judge the vessel, but the spirit in which the message is conveyed. Cole is one of the realest to speak his mind in rhythm form.
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@John SL nah man( 1件 )
- ・@John SL nah man got bars😏
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Charlie Wilson( 1件 )
- ・You ain’t ever heard of Charlie Wilson then
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Zactly( 1件 )
- ・Zactly 🔥
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That scene( 1件 )
- ・That scene with all platinum records 🔥🔥
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that lyric( 1件 )
- ・Repping Tupac with that lyric. 🔥🔥🔥
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the Rose( 1件 )
- ・"Out of the Concete was the Rose, them windows was Coooo-old!!!" Goosebumps 💯
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Repping( 1件 )
- ・Repping Tupac with that lyric. 🔥🔥🔥
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the Concete( 1件 )
- ・"Out of the Concete was the Rose, them windows was Coooo-old!!!" Goosebumps 💯
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no messenger( 1件 )
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
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**#Juice**( 1件 )
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
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blessing( 1件 )
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
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Easy( 1件 )
- ・If we Rated Rappers By potency J.Cole an (O.D) for those that don't understand "Over Dose"! The Highest of the High 🤦🏽 (Easy) Sheeeeesh 🔥🔥🤷🏽🔥🔥
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who.the origianl( 1件 )
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
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*#QueenLatifah**( 1件 )
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
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Dose( 1件 )
- ・If we Rated Rappers By potency J.Cole an (O.D) for those that don't understand "Over Dose"! The Highest of the High 🤦🏽 (Easy) Sheeeeesh 🔥🔥🤷🏽🔥🔥
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movies and films( 1件 )
- ・Dope... He is definitely looking good in that suit, rapper, basketball player, watch next you'll be in movies and films perhaps behind the scenes producing. May the universe continue to keep blessing you 💯
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a dead ass God( 1件 )
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
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pussssy pie pie( 1件 )
- ・No biter the creator from my own thoughts...so.enjoy the lil piece of pussssy pie pie..
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young black men( 1件 )
- ・I think he should do some type of documentary….. he knows a lot that could truly help young black men !👊🏿
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20mins plus( 1件 )
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
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an (O.D( 1件 )
- ・If we Rated Rappers By potency J.Cole an (O.D) for those that don't understand "Over Dose"! The Highest of the High 🤦🏽 (Easy) Sheeeeesh 🔥🔥🤷🏽🔥🔥
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then a prayer revelation( 1件 )
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
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a spiritual trip( 1件 )
- ・Bro let go my hand is so timeless, i think its my favorite song.Cole makes themed songs well. The whole thing feels like a spiritual trip and then a prayer revelation at the end. The vid would be fire!
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no cap( 1件 )
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
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the lil piece( 1件 )
- ・No biter the creator from my own thoughts...so.enjoy the lil piece of pussssy pie pie..
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THEY'RE MAD AT( 1件 )
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
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this MV( 1件 )
- ・Under the sun, ATM and Middle child vibe on this MV.
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7:30 pm cst( 1件 )
- ・7:30 pm cst on 5/17/2021 ALM
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this jam( 1件 )
- ・I can already hear this jam on a movie😂
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the passion( 1件 )
- ・He just doesn’t have the passion that Tupac had
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N****s( 1件 )
- ・"N****s want smoke 🚬 imma whole Nicotine Company!"
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documentary…( 1件 )
- ・I think he should do some type of documentary….. he knows a lot that could truly help young black men !👊🏿
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a stage performance( 1件 )
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
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Stupid 🤦( 1件 )
- ・Very creative. They choose Mumble Rap over this? Stupid 🤦...
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bigger( 1件 )
- ・I feel like this is part of something bigger.
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7Hrs( 1件 )
- ・1M in 7Hrs outstanding
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Either way( 1件 )
- ・Was that his son or his inner child ! Either way that was dope af!! Best rapper alive
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Ulrta( 1件 )
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
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COOOOOLe( 1件 )
- ・1:28 that COOOOOLe hits different
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his limits( 1件 )
- ・Cole surpassed his limits 💪🏾
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THEY'RE STUCK( 1件 )
- ・*Birds WHO DISLIKE THIS can't RELATE TO NEXT LEVEL LYRICISM. THEY'RE STUCK ON STUPID. THEY'RE MAD AT THEMSELVES AND MASK IT WITH WORTHLESS DISLIKES. Money is the truth. Like **#QueenLatifah** said in **#Juice**, FACE IT 😂😂😂😂 !!!!!*
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some type( 1件 )
- ・I think he should do some type of documentary….. he knows a lot that could truly help young black men !👊🏿
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plenty( 1件 )
- ・Trust I got plenty stashed for a stage performance with songs pushing 20mins plus ...the thing about a beautiful master piece. In showing who.the origianl no messenger.
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the creator( 1件 )
- ・No biter the creator from my own thoughts...so.enjoy the lil piece of pussssy pie pie..
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this smh( 1件 )
- ・I'm trying to see who down voted this smh.
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The whole neighborhood( 1件 )
- ・Omg 😳 The whole neighborhood is on fire but I don’t think I should call 911
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Goaat( 1件 )
- ・Goaat🐐Baaack🔥🔥✨
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conspiracies( 1件 )
- ・*Looks for conspiracies to sooth my depression
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MiEz( 1件 )
- ・MiEz
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Emeinm( 1件 )
- ・Emeinm is better still.
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DAMMMNNNNN( 1件 )
- ・GOOOOOOOOOOOD DAMMMNNNNN MA NEGGAAAAAAAAAA THIS SHIT IS FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE}
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a 5 star skiller objective( 1件 )
- ・Why’s he singing about a 5 star skiller objective? 😂
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the sun( 1件 )
- ・Under the sun, ATM and Middle child vibe on this MV.
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side quests( 1件 )
- ・Retire. You won. Start doing side quests like Drake.
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Super Saiyan 3( 1件 )
- ・4 or 5 years ago my guy was Super Saiyan 3 now Ulrta instinct no cap he was always good while ago but he just a dead ass God now
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No biter( 1件 )
- ・No biter the creator from my own thoughts...so.enjoy the lil piece of pussssy pie pie..
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hip hip( 1件 )
- ・Trash So funny how many casuals thinking this is good hip hop it’s boring as fuck. So much better hip hip out there Cole is washed
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' bit( 1件 )
- ・Is it just me or does he kind of sound like Roddy Ricch a lil' bit on this song?
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their hate( 1件 )
- ・1000 haters, not sure why people click on videos they don't like just to share their hate, so confusing. Amazing record Cole.
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a lil( 1件 )
- ・Is it just me or does he kind of sound like Roddy Ricch a lil' bit on this song?
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Instagram( 1件 )
- ・I saw people trashing this album on Instagram... I MEAN COME ON. Every single song is a banger, easily album of the year so far. Cole can't stop making hits, he also looked fresh as hell in that suit.
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i n t( 1件 )
- ・#1 song on offseason besides i n t e r l u d e
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eeny,meeny,miny,moe( 1件 )
- ・1:22 “ eeny,meeny,miny,moe” with the bros to hard🔥🔥🔥🔥
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Adin ross( 1件 )
- ・Adin ross hes still in his era tf you talking about
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the Rafters( 1件 )
- ・Put J. Cole in the Rafters already ‼️🔥 dude is going down in history
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casuals( 1件 )
- ・Trash So funny how many casuals thinking this is good hip hop it’s boring as fuck. So much better hip hip out there Cole is washed
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a Supernatural villain( 1件 )
- ・0:31 Cole lookin like a Supernatural villain in this shot
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every frame( 1件 )
- ・every frame is a album cover .
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Shakespeare( 1件 )
- ・Shakespeare be like 👁️👄👁️
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ouuuuf( 1件 )
- ・ouuuuf! love it. now pls do it without autotune
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1:22( 1件 )
- ・1:22 “ eeny,meeny,miny,moe” with the bros to hard🔥🔥🔥🔥
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1#( 1件 )
- ・1# ON TRENDING
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NEREYE DOMALALIM REIS( 1件 )
- ・NEREYE DOMALALIM REIS
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The Roof( 1件 )
- ・Cole So Inspirational Can Definitely See The Confidence Through The Roof Love It Keep Going!!
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Mr Jones( 1件 )
- ・This dude's best song is Mr Jones and Me
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Godfather( 1件 )
- ・J Cole is raps Godfather and that suit says it’s so.
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The Confidence( 1件 )
- ・Cole So Inspirational Can Definitely See The Confidence Through The Roof Love It Keep Going!!
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Aespa( 1件 )
- ・how tf is this trending number 1?? Aespa's song is doing way better. Racist algorithm smh
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BiG bRaIn( 1件 )
- ・@I One obviously, calm down “BiG bRaIn” 🤦🏽♂️
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a big W.( 1件 )
- ・This album is a big W. Turn it upside down ur Luigi brother now...
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1.28 to 1.31 i( 1件 )
- ・1.28 to 1.31 i tell you god bless you ear , fr
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Ol girl( 1件 )
- ・Ol girl on the bed at 1:54 looks like Cecilia Lion
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chills( 1件 )
- ・chills man
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Wonderful( 1件 )
- ・Wonderful
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a weapon( 1件 )
- ・“Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it”
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the definition( 1件 )
- ・“Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it”
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an God( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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the all powerful( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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Pure folly( 1件 )
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
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Cocaine manna( 1件 )
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
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a big fan( 1件 )
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
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the account( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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this stuff( 1件 )
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
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our body( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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les meserables( 1件 )
- ・At 1:14 the rhyme change is similiar to les meserables "At the End of the Day"
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Shakur( 1件 )
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
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that hatin( 1件 )
- ・@Phoenix G relax Phoenix, take that hatin shit somewhere else
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the hospital( 1件 )
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
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tha charts( 1件 )
- ・He say it’s his last album. I don’t know that man like that, but I feel like he got so much more in him. Hope he comes to that realization. Would love to see cole back bussin up tha charts every year again.
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passport" wow( 1件 )
- ・"Country nigga never seen passport" wow Cole World the King is back but I'm the next of Kin when the king is gone.
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Amaru( 1件 )
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
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the dapper dan style( 1件 )
- ・I wonder how many people will recognize the dapper dan style on his suit
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some veneers next( 1件 )
- ・Man I wish he invests in some veneers next.
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the top( 1件 )
- ・“J. Cole will be at the top for as long as he wants to be.”
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that ambulance( 1件 )
- ・Something about that ambulance on fire sent chills
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This wat u( 1件 )
- ・This wat u call Elevation 💯
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its end( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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this question( 1件 )
- ・I find myself asking this question a lot lately...can someone who disliked this track please enlighten me as to why?
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1:14( 1件 )
- ・At 1:14 the rhyme change is similiar to les meserables "At the End of the Day"
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Not a gold chain( 1件 )
- ・Not a gold chain in sight 💪🏾💯
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my bucket list( 1件 )
- ・It on my bucket list to meet j cole I started listening to him while in the hospital and his music brought me peace and relief during that time been a big fan ever since non stop.
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G.O.O.G( 1件 )
- ・G.O.O.G 🐐
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Capo Ra Ri( 1件 )
- ・Capo Ra Ri ? Tupac (Amaru) Shakur? (Amari?) Autotunes . You know this stuff ain't no good. Get off Cocaine manna. Pure folly. - JAH JAH
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this project( 1件 )
- ・He did it. With this project he absolutely is in the same bracket as the Goats. Well deserved too.
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Man I( 1件 )
- ・Man I wish he invests in some veneers next.
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The first commandment( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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the Ten Commandments( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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no other Gods( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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the "nicotine company" bar( 1件 )
- ・i just noticed the coughing in the background during the "nicotine company" bar, absolute genius attention to detail
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a blessed day( 1件 )
- ・😕😪😓🙇🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️People might not see this comment, but everybody stay safe and have a blessed day my God be with you all🙏🏾🙌🏾💗🖐🏾🌍💘
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8 SUBS( 1件 )
- ・THANK YOU SO MUCH FO 8 SUBS GUYS NOW HELP ME TO GET 50❤❤❤
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fly af tho( 1件 )
- ・That brown suit is fucking fly af tho!
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2:02( 1件 )
- ・Does anybody know what coat that is on 2:02?
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the beginning( 1件 )
- ・That Dreamville chopper at the beginning was just so 👌🔥
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the living( 1件 )
- ・🌈dead cant make the living - all love be in vain if death stops it 🌈Judge yourself that you might not be judged 🌈You don’t need to see the way, you need to know the way, 🌈You don’t need to obey God, you need to love God, 🌈You don’t need to have an answer, You need to give an answer 🌈the Ten Commandments were put on Two Tablets - One for God and One for Man 🌈The first commandment is to have no other Gods, by the law we know sin and by death we know its end 🌈Blood is the life in our body, and holds the account of our life 🌈There is only true peace and rest from the all powerful and faithful 🌈Christ is the bridge between us an God, if we believe in Jesus we have change and eternal life 🌈Only His blood covers sin, and sets us free 🌈Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved
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WE MISS( 1件 )
- ・WE MISS KENDRICK LAMAR
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lesgo( 1件 )
- ・lesgo i luv this song "count it up count it up, count it 🏧" IM JUST JOKING BTW😂
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Motivation( 1件 )
- ・Motivation
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$KGC( 1件 )
- ・$JCOLE $AMC $KGC $GOLD $BTU $JBLU $ERX $TLT
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SO MUCH FO( 1件 )
- ・THANK YOU SO MUCH FO 8 SUBS GUYS NOW HELP ME TO GET 50❤❤❤
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what coat( 1件 )
- ・Does anybody know what coat that is on 2:02?
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That high note( 1件 )
- ・That high note touched my soul
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Woah( 1件 )
- ・Woah.
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Yeeeeeaaaaaaaa( 1件 )
- ・Yeeeeeaaaaaaaa!!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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COOOOOOOWOOOOWOOOOOWOOOOOOOOLD( 1件 )
- ・COOOOOOOWOOOOWOOOOOWOOOOOOOOLD
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Corny( 1件 )
- ・Corny flow
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J.C( 1件 )
- ・J.C o l e . i s . f i r e
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All those( 1件 )
- ・All those plaques 🔥🔥🔥
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helicopters( 1件 )
- ・Fuck helicopters. R.I.P. Kobe.
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The 🌎( 1件 )
- ・The 🌎 wasn't ready for ya Cole🎼
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😕😪😓🙇🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️( 1件 )
- ・😕😪😓🙇🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️People might not see this comment, but everybody stay safe and have a blessed day my God be with you all🙏🏾🙌🏾💗🖐🏾🌍💘
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Shish( 1件 )
- ・Shish🔥🔥
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my tablet/I pad( 1件 )
- ・Lets not ignore he could sinnnnnnnng ,yes the song is loaded with bars but his voice at 1:29.I think my tablet/I pad overheated.
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frm yb( 1件 )
- ・All the dislikes came frm yb and kanye fans
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my soul( 1件 )
- ・j cole made my soul warm with his cold bars thanks j cole bles you
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A boogie( 1件 )
- ・A boogie vibe
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Cmon( 1件 )
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
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a convo( 1件 )
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
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Wet Dreamz( 1件 )
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
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the rabbit hole( 1件 )
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
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the wokest person( 1件 )
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
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no g**( 1件 )
- ・This shit is cold as fuckin ice. Cole World, no g** d*** blanket
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a week( 1件 )
- ・This nigga has taken over the trending section for a week now. Music, Videos, Freestyles, Documentaries, and Basketball he cant be stopped
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335k( 1件 )
- ・Came here when view was 335k and was 25 minutes ago . 1000 times now bruh 1000 times
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all the other 2 million tracks( 1件 )
- ・??? WTF Cole. Shit sounds like all the other 2 million tracks with the same patterns n rap flows, bring back dem bangers like Wet Dreamz, Can’t Get Enough, Work Out. Cmon bruh?
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2k15( 1件 )
- ・next level shit hats off to the guy, fan since 2k15 shit it going off as always
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the streets( 1件 )
- ・cole makes the streets spiritual
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the trending section( 1件 )
- ・This nigga has taken over the trending section for a week now. Music, Videos, Freestyles, Documentaries, and Basketball he cant be stopped
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a madman( 1件 )
- ・Cole is a madman .. one if the wokest person in the rabbit hole we call earth ! Scary.. i can't even imagine what a convo would be with this dude ..
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Bad Bunny( 1件 )
- ・And People Think Bad Bunny Is Better Smh.
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0:28( 1件 )
- ・Coat seen at 0:28 sold on my depop page @lucentstreetwear 🔥
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I g g( 1件 )
- ・This n I g g a cole think he sweet, cold brody
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fun hats( 1件 )
- ・fun hats joe
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COOOOOOOOLD( 1件 )
- ・COOOOOOOOLD
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빨간맛( 1件 )
- ・빨간맛~
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then nobody( 1件 )
- ・If he ain't worthy then nobody is
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a better thumbnail bro( 1件 )
- ・Choose a better thumbnail bro to get more views 📈📈💯
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Destiny Child( 1件 )
- ・Destiny Child 😂😂
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You and I( 1件 )
- ・You and I have kids with the same name and they are all 6
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just a different package( 1件 )
- ・same shit different song cool you are the best drug dealer of all time, bunch of money, and blah blah blah sad most yall to stupid to realize it is the same shit just a different package and they can keep selling it to u.
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old son( 1件 )
- ・My first born 6 month old son I named him Amari and then Cole dropped this song and he my favorite artist it was destined🙏🏾🔥🔥
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6 month( 1件 )
- ・My first born 6 month old son I named him Amari and then Cole dropped this song and he my favorite artist it was destined🙏🏾🔥🔥
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just a collection( 1件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
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stories( 1件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
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Forrest Hill( 1件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
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the storytelling( 1件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
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Very Michael Jackson( 1件 )
- ・He’s giving very much smooth criminal. Very Michael Jackson in that suit 😂
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very much smooth criminal( 1件 )
- ・He’s giving very much smooth criminal. Very Michael Jackson in that suit 😂
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a row( 1件 )
- ・This 5 straight all tracks classics albums in a row. What I love about Cole is the storytelling. It's a little more obscure now but Forrest Hill was all songs that were stories from start to finish. Not just a collection of bars. He is unmatched in the game right now. Kendrick on top too but it's different
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his grill( 1件 )
- ・dam his grill really is fucked up
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af frfr( 1件 )
- ・He gotta put drake on the remix this is dope af frfr finally sum quality music fuc trap we need real music bck thanks cole 💯‼💎🥶
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That college dorm shot( 1件 )
- ・Since ATM, he's really kept an affinity for those boxy perspective camera angles. That college dorm shot was crisp.
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‘em( 1件 )
- ・Amari Video is impressive when you think it’s below 3 minutes long. Cole been rocking in ‘em suits 🔥🔥🔥🔥👀
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😂 😂 Ima( 1件 )
- ・JCole really made us reevaluate our lives 😂 😂 Ima come back to this comment every year ✌️
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the remix( 1件 )
- ・He gotta put drake on the remix this is dope af frfr finally sum quality music fuc trap we need real music bck thanks cole 💯‼💎🥶
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THNAK( 1件 )
- ・omg..i wish for this song to have a mv. THNAK YOU COLE!!!!!!!!! My life is perfect now.
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the rap scene( 1件 )
- ・Mumble rappers: We have the rap scene on lock J Cole: Hand me the 🎤
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Impeccable timing( 1件 )
- ・Impeccable timing with the drop. We can feel your heart, mind and soul throughout this one. Salute G.
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more bars( 1件 )
- ・my music has more bars than j cole
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3 minutes( 1件 )
- ・Amari Video is impressive when you think it’s below 3 minutes long. Cole been rocking in ‘em suits 🔥🔥🔥🔥👀
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our lives( 1件 )
- ・JCole really made us reevaluate our lives 😂 😂 Ima come back to this comment every year ✌️
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ta put( 1件 )
- ・He gotta put drake on the remix this is dope af frfr finally sum quality music fuc trap we need real music bck thanks cole 💯‼💎🥶
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a Bro( 1件 )
- ・I neva fall out with a Bro ...Hate when Your family Turning Into Foes😶😑
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jeeeeeez( 1件 )
- ・jeeeeeez
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an affinity( 1件 )
- ・Since ATM, he's really kept an affinity for those boxy perspective camera angles. That college dorm shot was crisp.
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8 hours( 1件 )
- ・8 hours 1.6 mil views, do we need anything or anyone else to let the world know this man is legend status?
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camera movements( 1件 )
- ・Yo, camera movements in music videos are so clean nowadays 🔥 Humble really showed what music videos could be like in terms of cinematography
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my floor( 1件 )
- ・Yo J, dope song my guy. But before I listen to it again, can I barrow your hair to mop my floor? 🤣🤣 that shit wack bro. Love you though ❤
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your hair( 1件 )
- ・Yo J, dope song my guy. But before I listen to it again, can I barrow your hair to mop my floor? 🤣🤣 that shit wack bro. Love you though ❤
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the owner( 1件 )
- ・the owner 🔥🔥🔥
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Yo J( 1件 )
- ・Yo J, dope song my guy. But before I listen to it again, can I barrow your hair to mop my floor? 🤣🤣 that shit wack bro. Love you though ❤
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God bless everyone( 1件 )
- ・I pray whoever see this you’ll be successful in life, God has a plan for you just trust the process never give up God bless everyone... 💙💫
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t m( 1件 )
- ・Me after new J cole album - i l i k e i t m a n 🤣
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dreds( 1件 )
- ・He's like Drake with dreds...
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bbccccc PABLO ESCO( 1件 )
- ・bbccccc PABLO ESCO
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mi amor( 1件 )
- ・mi amor
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mynnie moh( 1件 )
- ・eenie meenie mynnie moh, cole back now it's a cole world
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the weakest joint( 1件 )
- ・This the weakest joint on the album I’m weak
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0:46 GQ( 1件 )
- ・0:46 GQ MAN
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Que absurdo( 1件 )
- ・Que absurdo! 💥
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yue jus( 1件 )
- ・yue jus surpasesd your own level COLE kkkkkkkk
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i l i k( 1件 )
- ・Me after new J cole album - i l i k e i t m a n 🤣
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pause( 1件 )
- ・Had to press pause a few times lol “ Hold on to your inner child “ !
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a strong effect( 1件 )
- ・The nice panties spatially claim because health impressively pray off a strong effect. high-pitched, rainy minister
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every track( 1件 )
- ・Bruh hope you got a video for every track flood this shit stop letting these wack rappers breathe lol 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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GOD BLESS BRO( 1件 )
- ・Please lord keep him safe GOD BLESS BRO...#J COLE
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large sums( 1件 )
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
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Flawless victory( 1件 )
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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trap( 1件 )
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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boompap( 1件 )
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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our childhood( 1件 )
- ・I'm 41 I think he resonates with us more than younger hip hop fans because he's genuine and authentic. He reminds us of us of hip hop from our childhood.
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a fearful fearless elizabeth( 1件 )
- ・The awful gasoline perplexingly save because joseph infrequently compare towards a fearful fearless elizabeth. belligerent, ahead cover
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the perfect evolution( 1件 )
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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old ones( 1件 )
- ・J Cole got no match at all... Hits back to back.. new ones dope than old ones which never fades too ... Damn
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a child( 1件 )
- ・Hold on to your inner child, literally means never stop chasing your dreams like you did as a child.
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new ones( 1件 )
- ・J Cole got no match at all... Hits back to back.. new ones dope than old ones which never fades too ... Damn
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no way( 1件 )
- ・Cole got his moments but there's no way he's better than the GOAT
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my top 20( 1件 )
- ・I don't understand how people think he's the/a GOAT. I have a hard time fitting him in my top 20.
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joseph( 1件 )
- ・The awful gasoline perplexingly save because joseph infrequently compare towards a fearful fearless elizabeth. belligerent, ahead cover
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no question( 1件 )
- ・This a hit no question bout it, BUT the music video off, doesn't match the vibe. Ion just off
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the 80-90s( 1件 )
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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the minions( 1件 )
- ・The parapa reminds of the minions opening.
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your dreams( 1件 )
- ・Hold on to your inner child, literally means never stop chasing your dreams like you did as a child.
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complete healing( 1件 )
- ・💝If you are reading this: BE BLESSED x 1,000,000 with great long life, complete healing, many people who genuinely love you for you, great wealth, love, peace, joy and infinite good luck!!!!! May you find the life partner of your dreams!!! May good opportunities surround you at all times!!! May you be ridiculously happy always without reason!!! May large sums of money fall into your lap!!! May you be truly wise all of your days!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝
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a difference( 1件 )
- ・Cole .there is always a difference, heating làm
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the helicopter( 1件 )
- ・Can someone read the handwriting on the helicopter for me?
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button tf( 1件 )
- ・YouTube take that dislike button tf off smh
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a bomb( 1件 )
- ・This song is like a bomb *Short and Explosive*
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no match( 1件 )
- ・J Cole got no match at all... Hits back to back.. new ones dope than old ones which never fades too ... Damn
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his moments( 1件 )
- ・Cole got his moments but there's no way he's better than the GOAT
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J. Ricch( 1件 )
- ・J. Ricch
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The awful gasoline( 1件 )
- ・The awful gasoline perplexingly save because joseph infrequently compare towards a fearful fearless elizabeth. belligerent, ahead cover
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the Biden 1994 Crime Bill( 1件 )
- ・If it wasn't for the Biden 1994 Crime Bill, this wouldn't exist
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the puma coat( 1件 )
- ・its the puma coat for me
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the new age rappers( 1件 )
- ・He took the new age rappers "flow" and rhythm and killed it 🔥🔥 this song is disgusting #realisback
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1:10( 1件 )
- ・1:10 😈🥲
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That OH OH OH OH( 1件 )
- ・That OH OH OH OH go hard bruh
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some peaky blinders( 1件 )
- ・On some peaky blinders shit 💯
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41( 1件 )
- ・I'm 41 I think he resonates with us more than younger hip hop fans because he's genuine and authentic. He reminds us of us of hip hop from our childhood.
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polo g( 1件 )
- ・polo g = comment j cole = like
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pirraia( 1件 )
- ・Tu é foda meu pirraia 🔥
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This shot( 1件 )
- ・This shot hardddddd🔥🔥🔥
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Dang( 1件 )
- ・Dang
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their fans( 1件 )
- ・why tf their fans are all over coles stuff. Never heard of them before, they would have catchy and hard tracks. but u can't compare them to a goat who took years to build craft🤡
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Dog I( 1件 )
- ・Dog I came up in the 80-90s. Cole is the perfect evolution to boompap, golden era and trap. Flawless victory should be his name...
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the entire bar( 1件 )
- ・That wasn’t the entire bar. 😂
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No words( 1件 )
- ・No words this fire 🔥
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Kudos( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole leaving the negative and going to the positive. Kudos.
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this thooooo( 1件 )
- ・The growth from the music videos of 4yeo to this thooooo.
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his best( 1件 )
- ・Every year this man evolves. And every year we're like this is his best. Lets just leave it at he'll forever be on god mode.
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every other rapper( 1件 )
- ・@Masked Rapper Sampling ‘my boo’ then rapping like every other rapper ain’t it my guy..
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the negative( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole leaving the negative and going to the positive. Kudos.
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my boo( 1件 )
- ・@Masked Rapper Sampling ‘my boo’ then rapping like every other rapper ain’t it my guy..
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my taxes( 1件 )
- ・This man can do anything, need someone to do my taxes you know im calling Jermaine... Cole
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the brain( 1件 )
- ・Kendrick for the brain, cole for the heart
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Rapper Sampling( 1件 )
- ・@Masked Rapper Sampling ‘my boo’ then rapping like every other rapper ain’t it my guy..
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Garbage Yb( 1件 )
- ・Garbage Yb kills this beat better 🤡
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Naaaaaaaaaa( 1件 )
- ・Naaaaaaaaaa
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The Trailer( 1件 )
- ・Who Id Search The Trailer Just To Dislike👎? Job Done 😜😜 😇😇😇
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First beat plays( 1件 )
- ・*First beat plays* J Cole Fans: OMG!!!!!!!!! THIS BROTHA IS ON FIRE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. INSTANT CLASSICS, CANT TELL ME NUTHING!!!
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The growth( 1件 )
- ・The growth from the music videos of 4yeo to this thooooo.
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born sinner( 1件 )
- ・That's how I felt when born sinner came out
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Ngl i( 1件 )
- ・Ngl i wasn't a huge J Cole fan before but this whole album went crazy. He came for necks, brought enough body bags and toe tags for anyone who wants it
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enough body bags and toe tags( 1件 )
- ・Ngl i wasn't a huge J Cole fan before but this whole album went crazy. He came for necks, brought enough body bags and toe tags for anyone who wants it
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sheet,( 1件 )
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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this rhasta look( 1件 )
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
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this week( 1件 )
- ・J Cole saved my life! Literally and figuratively🙏🏽💛 I’m sending love, peace and prosperity through these comments tonight🙏🏽 claim this and watch this week be amazing for you!
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a decade( 1件 )
- ・Overhyped and Overrated -- the reason why he shines is because the rap game has been so weak for a decade.
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Jefferson( 1件 )
- ・Kinda lookin like the guy who plays Jefferson in hamilton😂
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calculista( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole frio e calculista
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trimmed beard( 1件 )
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
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My only complaint( 1件 )
- ・Who else has this shit on repeat? My only complaint is that it's only 2 minutes 😭
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WHO KNOWS( 1件 )
- ・THIS IS THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WHO KNOWS J COLE IS THER 🐐
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these folks( 1件 )
- ・He would be a better teacher than alot of these folks so call teaching
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these comments tonight( 1件 )
- ・J Cole saved my life! Literally and figuratively🙏🏽💛 I’m sending love, peace and prosperity through these comments tonight🙏🏽 claim this and watch this week be amazing for you!
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frio( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole frio e calculista
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one day( 1件 )
- ・I want to make a song with Cole one day. I rap too, but I’m not very good at the moment.
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the mini afro( 1件 )
- ・bro cole used to look so clean with the mini afro, trimmed beard and shit, dude is a legend but this rhasta look aint it bro he looks so homeless, bring back forest hills drive cole, this album was heat though, nothing but bangers
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KOD 3( 1件 )
- ・1. 2014 Forest Hills Drive 2. KOD 3. The Off Season
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a regular rapper( 1件 )
- ・J Cole is not a regular rapper his flow is untouchable🔥
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a dragon( 1件 )
- ・Is J. Cole a dragon cause he’s spittin straight fire! 😙🔥🥶💯
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the difference( 1件 )
- ・Cole said "I still be bummy the difference is now I control when" and was clean the whole vid
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THE AMOUNT( 1件 )
- ・THIS IS THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WHO KNOWS J COLE IS THER 🐐
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Overhyped and Overrated( 1件 )
- ・Overhyped and Overrated -- the reason why he shines is because the rap game has been so weak for a decade.
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a better teacher( 1件 )
- ・He would be a better teacher than alot of these folks so call teaching
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DADDY( 1件 )
- ・DADDY
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Dis man( 1件 )
- ・Dis man trending 4 times Album of the year rn
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, moe" Scoop( 1件 )
- ・1:12 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was COOOOOLD Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne" 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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No piecing( 1件 )
- ・No tattoo No piecing No Smoking 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Cole to the World
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No tattoo( 1件 )
- ・No tattoo No piecing No Smoking 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Cole to the World
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“Interior( 1件 )
- ・“Interior decorated with the hoes” 🔥🔥🔥
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Best track( 1件 )
- ・Best track on the album
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unto man( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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THE JUDGMENT( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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27( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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Hebrews 9( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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this very moment( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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the single most critical decision( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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believers( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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the choice( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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this information( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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a lie( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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his presence( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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whole perspective( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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how many crimes( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a new heart( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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comfort( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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u bid( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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Humbly( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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stupid soul( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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sales( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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Not a genius( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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grace( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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more than a few thousands( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a screenshot( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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this list( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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at least 1 thing( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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’s judgement( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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the 90's( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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your mental( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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the wrath( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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80's( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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wonders( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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the grave( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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the Golden Child( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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little China( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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the debt( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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the third day( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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our sake( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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a cross( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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sawsquatch( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a smile( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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nature( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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my peace offerings( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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sugary drinks( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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the offing( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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chemicals radiation( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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discipline practice( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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your bed( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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his timing( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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his throne( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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pallbearers( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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Dante Bowe CHAMPION( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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South Park style( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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your room( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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fake friends( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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teeth( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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TRIBL I THANK GOD( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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gratitude( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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TRIBL Voice( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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Kenny( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a place( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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Michael w Smith( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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your nose( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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benjies( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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casting crowns( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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a leader mentality( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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Reading books( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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2005( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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😊( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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the cards( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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Justice( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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relationships( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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the table( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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our reach( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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the odds( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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Meditation( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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day and night( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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your regular shower( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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no misses( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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his standard( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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a gamble( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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the result( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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his a gentleman( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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The problem( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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, much less neighbors( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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ya relatives( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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arms( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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only four( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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our many transgressions( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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his craft( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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the theory( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a day( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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semen retention( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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no Einstein( 1件 )
- ・Nice song, for some strange reason it reminds me of "Mr Nice Watch"... Must be the title, if not the flow. Riding niggas fake, I relate, no Einstein, but the theory is relative, can't even trust ya relatives, much less neighbors wherever ya live. Life is a gamble I hate the odds, trust God i love odds, at the table observing watching him play the cards. Cold world dark tints, still see through, if I could find meaning in it, I think I'd be you, 2005 feeling empty, chose God over benjies, all of a sudden whole world want me to be like Kenny, South Park style, dead ever so often, I've seen fake friends play pallbearers when the coffin, I've seen Covid scapegoated due to coffin, and nobody knows it's chemicals radiation doing the offing, ain't trying to save the world this is just my peace offerings, observing, it's getting cruel, no longer nice to watch, I'm who haters like to watch, study and learn from them ridicule and style as sawsquatch, ...I accept with a smile, Big trouble in trouble in little China, I was the Golden Child, grew up 80's, schooled in the 90's, bloomed in 2 thousands, if u want me dead, will be more than a few thousands., Not a genius, just far from stupid soul ain't got sales, so keep in ya pocket whatever u thought u bid, framed by the law how many crimes, they said this dude did., the devil is a lie he's real, God more be realer, he's reason why I'm not just drug dealer. If u can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll recognize when I fade to black..
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a relationship( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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low key( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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mistakes( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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from the( 1件 )
- ・Don’t play with that man bro 🤩 he took a break from the game, and came and shitted on these rap niggas 🥳🔥🔥🌪
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his decision( 1件 )
- ・Is this is announcement that he’s retiring from the rap game? He’s had some mad music and deserves to be in the convo for the greats so I would respect his decision, but would be sad
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No masturbation( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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took a( 1件 )
- ・Don’t play with that man bro 🤩 he took a break from the game, and came and shitted on these rap niggas 🥳🔥🔥🌪
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manifest( 1件 )
- ・Things that may improve your life: - Believe that we got created & manifest - No masturbation & semen retention - Drinking 2-4 liters water a day - not comparing yourself to others (compare you from yesterday) - Not trying to impress people (impress yourself from yesterday) - Cold showers (Even the last 20 seconds of your regular shower) - Meditation - Not relying on relationships for happiness - Working out - Having a leader mentality - Reading books - Breathing in from your nose (reminder) - having gratitude - Cleaning your room - Taking breaks of social media - Not limiting yourself - Making up your bed (discipline practice) - Quitting/moderating caffeine & sugary drinks - Walking in nature - Making your own money (online) - Having a plan for things you wanna do - Being aware of what you doing with your valuable time & energy - Take a break from social media for a couple days and connect to the real world, it’ll do wonders for your mental Please consider to try out at least 1 thing from this list (make a screenshot if you want to!) Subscribe to my channel as well please
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Every one( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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your past choices( 1件 )
- ・JESUS IS LORD AND KINGS OF KINGS Jesus loves you and forgives you for your past choices and mistakes accept him as your Lord and savior before its to late start a relationship with him read your Holy bible, talk to him every day and pray, he is waiting on you with arms stretch wide open waiting for you he would not force himself on you his a gentleman, kind,loving and PATIENCE. Put your trust in Jesus because he is the only one that will never fail You, worship him day and night , be thankful every day despite of😊 Gospel songs Nobody - casting crowns Michael w Smith- love in his right hand COMMUNION- TRIBL I THANK GOD - TRIBL Voice of GOD - Dante Bowe CHAMPION - TRIBL There is much more but accept Jesus he loves you and he knows what's best for you, trust his timing, his ways and thoughts are higher than ours😊💌
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the convo( 1件 )
- ・Is this is announcement that he’s retiring from the rap game? He’s had some mad music and deserves to be in the convo for the greats so I would respect his decision, but would be sad
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amiri( 1件 )
- ・Fun fact: amiri means my king in Arabic
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🤩( 1件 )
- ・Don’t play with that man bro 🤩 he took a break from the game, and came and shitted on these rap niggas 🥳🔥🔥🌪
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ball....( 1件 )
- ・Murders the game than flys to Africa to play ball.... in the same week. Hes a monster
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your label( 1件 )
- ・Having a helicopter of your label is hard idc
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y'all( 1件 )
- ・It's over for y'all just like he said 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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a crowd( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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Karma( 1件 )
- ・Karma lite 😁
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this carefully( 1件 )
- ・Please read this carefully ; Every one of us has sinned against God. We’ve lied, we’ve stolen, we’ve sinned sexually, and we’ve taken His name in vain; which makes us liars, thieves, fornicators and blasphemers ... Yet this is only four of our many transgressions . The problem is, we can never ‘outweigh’ our sin with good works because God is perfect in Holiness, meaning his standard is beyond our reach. He is also perfect in Justice, meaning, he will bring EVERY sin to light. The punishment for our sin is death, and Hell; a place of Eternal Fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth . Fortunately God is also perfect in Love, so 2000 years ago He left his throne in heaven, and came to earth as a man named Jesus Christ. While here, he lived a perfectly righteous life, only to take the punishment that We deserved; Our sinless creator became Our sin, and endured a gruesome death on a cross for our sake . Right before he died, he said ‘it is finished’ .. meaning, the debt for our sins has been paid in full. And on the third day, he defeated death and rose from the grave. So now, we can go free from the wrath of God’s judgement not by earning it, but rather, as a free gift of grace .. Except gifts can be either accepted or rejected. So this is what you must do in response ; Humbly admit to God that you have sinned against him. Then, with your mouth, confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. ( Romans 10:9 ) . Do this, and you will be saved . If you do so sincerely, God will grant you a new heart which no longer finds comfort in sin, but instead desires to read and obey his word. He will also grant you Eternal life in his presence; The greatest pleasure on earth doesn’t even come close to what God is preparing for believers in the afterlife . You’ve been informed ; Now the choice is yours. What you do with this information will determine where you will be for ETERNITY.. Meaning, this is the single most critical decision you will EVER make. Jesus Christ awaits you this very moment. Do not put off surrendering your life to him, because your tomorrow isn’t guaranteed... and as it is written ( Hebrews 9 : 27 ) ; ‘It is appointed unto man ONCE to die, but after this, THE JUDGMENT’ .
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fasho( 1件 )
- ・“Hold on to ya inner child” fasho. 💯
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tokens new track coz( 1件 )
- ・Cole on a other level but he won't respond to tokens new track coz he got murderd on his own beats
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Dennis Smith Jr( 1件 )
- ・Shout out to Dennis Smith Jr.. #CarolinaCole
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tattoos( 1件 )
- ・did he get tattoos or not? i dont see at all
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Fun fact( 1件 )
- ・Fun fact: amiri means my king in Arabic
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TF???( 1件 )
- ・Why should he respond TF???. Lmao
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BAG NEVER( 1件 )
- ・BIG BAG NEVER FEET FUMBLING
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a live show( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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this art( 1件 )
- ・Dam homes this art.
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announcement( 1件 )
- ・Is this is announcement that he’s retiring from the rap game? He’s had some mad music and deserves to be in the convo for the greats so I would respect his decision, but would be sad
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tha $outh£( 1件 )
- ・We from tha $outh£a$t 🔥🔥🔥
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Nba jams( 1件 )
- ・Heees on fiiiire!! (Nba jams) 🔥🔥🔥
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em back pigeon( 1件 )
- ・“Scoop up a dime piece like We homeless then we gon send em back pigeon toed” 😣 cole dangerous. The rap game ain’t the only thing he f**kin 🤣
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more than 15 years( 1件 )
- ・J cole lived more than 15 years while the life span for a GOAT is just 15😳❤️❤️
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the red dress( 1件 )
- ・Yo who’s the girl in the dorm bed in the red dress?
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“cooo-old( 1件 )
- ・I just know that “cooo-old” is gonna hit different at a live show with a crowd. Other artists need to take notes. Cole went low key for years and practiced his craft even when he was already leagues above most of the game already. Sure it sucked not having music for a while but the result of putting in the time and effort was an absolute CLASSIC with no misses. Guy is an inspiration no matter what you wanna do in life. Salute
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the girl( 1件 )
- ・Yo who’s the girl in the dorm bed in the red dress?
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U act( 1件 )
- ・U act like you know cole bum
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next flow( 1件 )
- ・Drakes next flow - bet that
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the Pot Bro( 1件 )
- ・Too much FIRE 🔥🔥🔥 For the Pot Bro! 🤷🏾♂️🤯💯✊🏾💪🏾🥵 ALWAYS got love for Cole! LEGEND
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my boi( 1件 )
- ・my boi 🔥
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Some whole other( 1件 )
- ・Some whole other Level Shit 💯
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the quality( 1件 )
- ・A lot of music has come out in 2 years, but the quality in this album has been the greatest of all.
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That video( 1件 )
- ・That video with him Lil Baby gone be crazy too
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60( 1件 )
- ・1:55 if I wasn’t counting incorrectly that was 60! wow
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आमीन( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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मुसलमानों की हिफाजत( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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patients( 1件 )
- ・Cole, if you listen carefully, has always taught 4 important lessons of life: 1. Do you - don’t worry about others 2. Money isn’t the answer 3. Fam isn’t the answer 4. Be patients with your work
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अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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an incredible year( 1件 )
- ・With little simz and Dave dropping new albums also, it's going to be an incredible year for music
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दुआ( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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the decision( 1件 )
- ・Investing in crypto now should be in every wise individuals list, in some months time you'll be ecstatic with the decision you made today.
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1:59( 1件 )
- ・Anyone know where I can get the glasses the guy in 1:59 is wearing?
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a sable vacuum( 1件 )
- ・The numerous poet respectively boast because waitress ontogenically rejoice near a sable vacuum. violet, sedate acoustic
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सब( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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the first one( 1件 )
- ・I hope this make drake and Kendrick go harder cole the first one to shoot
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K Dot( 1件 )
- ・@Faisal KhalidI’m kind of not really expecting K Dot to drop this year tbh but I agree
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your profit( 1件 )
- ・Believe me he's the best when it comes to Cryptocurrency trading, your profit is assured.
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every wise individuals list( 1件 )
- ・Investing in crypto now should be in every wise individuals list, in some months time you'll be ecstatic with the decision you made today.
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waitress( 1件 )
- ・The numerous poet respectively boast because waitress ontogenically rejoice near a sable vacuum. violet, sedate acoustic
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a chopper( 1件 )
- ・Dreamville got a chopper whoah 🔥🔥🔥
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c.l.o.s.e( 1件 )
- ・I need a music video for c.l.o.s.e please 😭
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NAS Down( 1件 )
- ・Nigga ain’t letting NAS Down no more.
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the jacket( 1件 )
- ・j.cole loving the jacket with art on it🤗🤗
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extravagant clothes( 1件 )
- ・Only now do I realize how rarely we’ve seen Cole in extravagant clothes such as this suit. So simple, so down to earth, and yet so beyond everybody else.
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अल्लाह के दरबार( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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a dieing breed( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole one of the last of a dieing breed keeping hip hop alive!!
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the glasses( 1件 )
- ・Anyone know where I can get the glasses the guy in 1:59 is wearing?
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@Paul( 1件 )
- ・@Paul Bach Thanks
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McDonald( 1件 )
- ・Reminds me of McDonald's
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all the big artists( 1件 )
- ・Even tho all the big artists are most likely dropping this year, I don’t see them outdoing Cole
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Cryptocurrency trading( 1件 )
- ・Believe me he's the best when it comes to Cryptocurrency trading, your profit is assured.
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consistency( 1件 )
- ・If consistency had a name!
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little simz( 1件 )
- ・With little simz and Dave dropping new albums also, it's going to be an incredible year for music
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shoutout( 1件 )
- ・shoutout westbrook
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@Faisal KhalidI( 1件 )
- ・@Faisal KhalidI’m kind of not really expecting K Dot to drop this year tbh but I agree
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Lit 🔥( 1件 )
- ・Lit 🔥 AsF 🔥💯🔥💯
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short hair( 1件 )
- ・U had short hair to long hair
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$<>>"{"SSS( 1件 )
- ・$<>>"{"SSS"}<>>"USA"Forever"
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crypto( 1件 )
- ・Investing in crypto now should be in every wise individuals list, in some months time you'll be ecstatic with the decision you made today.
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The numerous poet( 1件 )
- ・The numerous poet respectively boast because waitress ontogenically rejoice near a sable vacuum. violet, sedate acoustic
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a moment( 1件 )
- ・Lets take a moment to appreciate how J. Cole is still alive please 🙏🏾
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4 important lessons( 1件 )
- ・Cole, if you listen carefully, has always taught 4 important lessons of life: 1. Do you - don’t worry about others 2. Money isn’t the answer 3. Fam isn’t the answer 4. Be patients with your work
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Mids( 1件 )
- ・Mids
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फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों( 1件 )
- ・*फिलिस्तीनी मुसलमानों के लिए अल्लाह के दरबार में सब दुआ करेंगे, अल्लाह फिलीस्तीनी मुसलमानों की हिफाजत करे आमीन*
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the upkeep fact( 1件 )
- ・He on another level for the upkeep fact he don’t have to wear jewelry
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A<<T<( 1件 )
- ・*W<<H<<A<<T<<S<<A<<P<<*##
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maga( 1件 )
- ・maga is terrorism
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@kelvin buffet( 1件 )
- ・@kelvin buffet +=1=2=1=3=9=2=1=7=5=6=5
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Tory lanez( 1件 )
- ・Man that’s Tory lanez’s style
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That eeny meeny miny moe( 1件 )
- ・That eeny meeny miny moe was so fire
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his judgments( 1件 )
- ・Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33
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our minds( 1件 )
- ・This is by far my favorite song out right now, its got such a strong ass message. Cole always putting thoughts in our minds.
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his plaques( 1件 )
- ・Was that Cole's wife in the shot with his plaques?
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those puma puffers( 1件 )
- ・nah imma need those puma puffers though 🤩😅
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same vocals( 1件 )
- ・same beat, same flow, same vocals every song, mid
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that joypad( 1件 )
- ・He's controlling the dreamville helicopter with that joypad. What does that mean? I wonder! 🤔
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two million( 1件 )
- ・two million within 12 hours 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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plats( 1件 )
- ・That collection of plats on the wall go hard af !
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nah imma( 1件 )
- ・nah imma need those puma puffers though 🤩😅
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a doctor( 1件 )
- ・I need a doctor to make me leave this song....
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My least fav( 1件 )
- ・My least fav on the album. Came for the visuals
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the noodles tho( 1件 )
- ・Cole eating the noodles tho 😆 ! Made it out!!
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same flow( 1件 )
- ・same beat, same flow, same vocals every song, mid
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his accomplishments( 1件 )
- ・It just isn't my cup of tea. I'm still proud of my brotha for his accomplishments.
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the chains lol( 1件 )
- ・This man pulled up with the suit and cane and said fuck the chains lol. This song is a masterpiece
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new content( 1件 )
- ・Cole world, but this some serious heat 🔥. Please subscribe to my channel, new content coming soon and it’s gonna be good 🙏🏾
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a new revolution( 1件 )
- ・I'm considering this year to be a new revolution in music
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All anybody( 1件 )
- ・All anybody got to say to this is: 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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my suit( 1件 )
- ・Nice video, almost made me wanna throw on my suit.
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my ex( 1件 )
- ・1:30 hits harder than my ex's last word
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That collection( 1件 )
- ・That collection of plats on the wall go hard af !
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my brotha( 1件 )
- ・It just isn't my cup of tea. I'm still proud of my brotha for his accomplishments.
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Pure genius( 1件 )
- ・Cole world!!!! Pure genius!
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Another One( 1件 )
- ・🔥🔥 COLE WORLD! Another One. Whole other level!
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95.south( 1件 )
- ・NEED a music vid for 95.south
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the depth( 1件 )
- ・Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33
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same beat( 1件 )
- ・same beat, same flow, same vocals every song, mid
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Much appreciation( 1件 )
- ・Much appreciation to Cole for giving us great authentic music 🙏🔥
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Smood( 1件 )
- ・Smood.
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my volume( 1件 )
- ・When I listening to Jcole I always turn my volume to 100%
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my cup( 1件 )
- ・It just isn't my cup of tea. I'm still proud of my brotha for his accomplishments.
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this evolution( 1件 )
- ・I like this evolution of Ntr Cole
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A reece( 1件 )
- ・stole the SA rappers flow A reece and Nasty C
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pigeon toe( 1件 )
- ・People: Cole looks homeless 🤣 Cole; : "Pick up a dime piece like we homeless then we gone send em back pigeon toe" 🔥#bars
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False prophets( 1件 )
- ・The visuals are kinda giving ATM, Middle child, False prophets and G O A T! 🐐 🔥
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the SA rappers flow( 1件 )
- ・stole the SA rappers flow A reece and Nasty C
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the flex( 1件 )
- ・Y’all seen the flex at 1:54
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a exam( 1件 )
- ・this song makes me want to study for a exam and still fail it.
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3 houses( 1件 )
- ・i just started 2 businesses and bought 3 houses after listening to this
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the president( 1件 )
- ・Ibrahim's son, the president of dreamville
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2 businesses( 1件 )
- ・i just started 2 businesses and bought 3 houses after listening to this
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the road Interior( 1件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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the bro Hate( 1件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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no more Nah( 1件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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nothing Time change( 1件 )
- ・[Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something Made it out, it gotta mean something [Outro] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
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the Father( 1件 )
- ・If you confess with your mouth Jesus as Lord and believe in your heart the Father raised Him from the dead you will be saved. Romans 10:9
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pro ball( 1件 )
- ・Nobody caught the him and his child self fighting over his dream of playing pro ball and then they're doing it "over seas".
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his dream( 1件 )
- ・Nobody caught the him and his child self fighting over his dream of playing pro ball and then they're doing it "over seas".
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a short ride( 1件 )
- ・Love you music love you artistry love your creativeness with your lyrics hope you in it for the long haul not for a short ride we need music like this in the world today just real
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the first 40 seconds( 1件 )
- ・Man switched his flow 3 times in the first 40 seconds of the song and made it work very well.
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his next Project( 1件 )
- ・I see why Drake decided to have a minor set back with his next Project...👌
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KNEW THiS( 1件 )
- ・AAYYEE i LiSTENED TO THE WHOLE ALBUM SOON AS THAAT SHYT DROPPED AND KNEW THiS WAS THE ANTHEM
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your flowers( 1件 )
- ・J.COLE, A MF POET! Here are your flowers, sir 🌹🌹🌹🌹
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the long haul( 1件 )
- ・Love you music love you artistry love your creativeness with your lyrics hope you in it for the long haul not for a short ride we need music like this in the world today just real
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a nifty germany( 1件 )
- ・The makeshift purple phongsaly kill because epoxy ectrodactyly educate mid a nifty germany. rainy, terrible trade
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the him( 1件 )
- ・Nobody caught the him and his child self fighting over his dream of playing pro ball and then they're doing it "over seas".
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Excellence( 1件 )
- ・Decency, Excellence, Elegance
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@nat dawg( 1件 )
- ・@nat dawg what in the fuck did I just listen to😭😭😭
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epoxy ectrodactyly( 1件 )
- ・The makeshift purple phongsaly kill because epoxy ectrodactyly educate mid a nifty germany. rainy, terrible trade
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A MF POET( 1件 )
- ・J.COLE, A MF POET! Here are your flowers, sir 🌹🌹🌹🌹
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everyones( 1件 )
- ・This nigga got everyones bad day hyped 🔥
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conditioning( 1件 )
- ・“Hold on to your inner child “ simple yet not easy because of conditioning. However, the is so important for balance and joy
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COOOOOLD( 1件 )
- ・COOOOOLD
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this garbage( 1件 )
- ・what is this garbage?
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1:13 imma( 1件 )
- ・1:13 imma tell my kids this is the godfather
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a minor set( 1件 )
- ・I see why Drake decided to have a minor set back with his next Project...👌
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i LiSTENED TO( 1件 )
- ・AAYYEE i LiSTENED TO THE WHOLE ALBUM SOON AS THAAT SHYT DROPPED AND KNEW THiS WAS THE ANTHEM
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your ears( 1件 )
- ・Yo get your ears checked oh you might not even have a brain
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Quinn( 1件 )
- ・@joe Quinn that shit is trash. gtfoh
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this dont( 1件 )
- ・this dont look like 1080p
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Mga adik( 1件 )
- ・Mga adik sa jacol
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Decency( 1件 )
- ・Decency, Excellence, Elegance
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Niggia ka mtlb kya( 1件 )
- ・Niggia ka mtlb kya hota hai
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Sheshh( 1件 )
- ・Sheshh
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The makeshift purple phongsaly( 1件 )
- ・The makeshift purple phongsaly kill because epoxy ectrodactyly educate mid a nifty germany. rainy, terrible trade
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1:13( 1件 )
- ・1:13 hits different
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Luca Watrous( 1件 )
- ・@Luca Watrous ahah got u 🤣
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Hahaha🔥 Imma( 1件 )
- ・Hahaha🔥 Imma check it out bruh
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Same bro( 1件 )
- ・Same bro, hard not to. Ever since me and my boys reacted to this on our channel I've had it on repeat 🔥
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animations( 1件 )
- ・@Messed up animations u had me in the first half
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b4 ma class( 1件 )
- ・“I was doin 80 trynna make it back b4 ma class start..”
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the illest( 1件 )
- ・How it take this album for people to realize J cole been the illest out.
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the mafia( 1件 )
- ・Cole on boss mode lookin like the mafia. That suit was clean asf. Loved what they did with the Dreamville choppa/drone 🔥🔥🔥💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽 “Imagination turn a Honda inna Wraith”
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that “young simba” video way( 1件 )
- ・Now we need that 95 south and applying pressure video. Should do something like that “young simba” video way back. Shit would be fire
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Him Killin( 1件 )
- ・... Cole In A Suit Is New, But Him Killin' A Song Is Old 🔥
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my past relationship( 1件 )
- ・Let me ask you this since your first Album. How come you know and speak about my past relationship's and when I try to contact you so we can collaborate on a few albums, you never give me a response back. I think we can change the world with are understanding about life and what need to change in the world. Give me a call (323)-270-7009.
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2 million times( 1件 )
- ・I can’t believe I listened to this song over 2 million times already…
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80 trynna( 1件 )
- ・“I was doin 80 trynna make it back b4 ma class start..”
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its so scary while( 1件 )
- ・@Webbs why its so scary while reading. its fake
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SHEEEEEEEEEESH( 1件 )
- ・SHEEEEEEEEEESH, me and my boys just reacted to this music video on our channel and this shit 🔥
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Biggest flex( 1件 )
- ・Biggest flex @1:53 😤 QUIT PLAYIN WIT HIM
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chick( 1件 )
- ・Yo I need that chick's name dog
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Pineapple( 1件 )
- ・Pourin' up xan can't hurt me Pineapple drink lookin' syruppy
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5/10( 1件 )
- ・5/10
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@Thamsanqa Wuna( 1件 )
- ・@Thamsanqa Wuna thank you bro, means a lot 🙏
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the views( 1件 )
- ・I dont understand the hype? I hear underground artists coming out with better shit and a tenth of the views and likes this has. Guess once you make a name it doesnt matter what you put out after that
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stop playin( 1件 )
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
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Timbaland( 1件 )
- ・Bro i still can't believe Timbaland helped produced this
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underground artists( 1件 )
- ・I dont understand the hype? I hear underground artists coming out with better shit and a tenth of the views and likes this has. Guess once you make a name it doesnt matter what you put out after that
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fr bro cuz( 1件 )
- ・Dog was no one really in that helicopter bro? I need answers fr bro cuz that shit made me think of Kobe immediately bro wtf....
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your foot( 1件 )
- ・Love this King! Keep your foot on their necks Cole! Effortlessly!
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the moto( 1件 )
- ・Literally the best rapper out here. No one can switch up the moto like him. He's hitting real different this year. He reallu went and said "stop playin with me" fr.💯🔥😏
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Imani( 1件 )
- ・J Cole u are the best in this game shit bruh😭🔥🔥🔥💖 No cap... Imani more😅😅
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a preaching( 1件 )
- ・J Cole is JESUS CHRIST of HIPHOP. Everything he creates is a preaching on it own.
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Bro i( 1件 )
- ・Bro i still can't believe Timbaland helped produced this
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answers( 1件 )
- ・Dog was no one really in that helicopter bro? I need answers fr bro cuz that shit made me think of Kobe immediately bro wtf....
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that willow smith( 1件 )
- ・great song , was that willow smith in the end ?
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🚮🚮🚮( 1件 )
- ・Other Artists: Sampling Pop Smoke beats to stay relevant. 🚮🚮🚮 J Cole: Smoke them with his original sound. 🔥🔥🔥 That KING.
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this rare comment( 1件 )
- ・*can somebody find this rare comment?*
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21st MAY( 1件 )
- ・21st MAY 2021
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junior( 1件 )
- ・Watching junior catch it off the backboard
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Brazil( 1件 )
- ・Respect to Brazil..💥💥💥
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few more lines Am( 1件 )
- ・This is what my ears hear👀👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽👂🏽Partial lyrics: -Plottin' my escape, this game rotten, n@#& fake - out of the concrete was a rose, them winters was coooo-oo-old... - made it out, gotta mean something.... Still trying to figure out a few more lines Am I wrong??
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the right word( 1件 )
- ・I’ve listened to this album times without a number since it was released and still can’t find the right word to describe it🤯🤯🤯 but again I realized it’s COLE just being COLE 🔥🔥🔥
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helicopter part( 1件 )
- ・helicopter part has me dead
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Congratulations( 1件 )
- ・Congratulations 🎉 👑 !!!!!
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Eish( 1件 )
- ・Eish🤘🔥🔥
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1:09( 1件 )
- ・1:09 “Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby“😤🥶
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W. Wole( 1件 )
- ・W. Wole
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first drop( 1件 )
- ・when dat beat first drop at :15 🔥
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Piop( 1件 )
- ・Piop
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1.11( 1件 )
- ・1.11
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Melissa( 1件 )
- ・Is that Melissa in the dorm with him?
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bcoz( 1件 )
- ・OMG OMG OMG... Want smoke don choke bcoz I'm a whole nicotine company damn OMG OMG
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the Lowest( 1件 )
- ・The man who see the Lowest of lows and the highest of the high 🔥
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The whole flow( 1件 )
- ・The whole flow after that went HARD AS FUCK
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el puto amo( 1件 )
- ・J. Cole es el puto amo 😍
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The man( 1件 )
- ・The man who see the Lowest of lows and the highest of the high 🔥
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another day( 1件 )
- ・I literally remind myself very often to hold on to my inner child. Be free again. Don't waste another day trying to impress someone who could care less about you. Love yourself again.. Find your inner child.
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That kid( 1件 )
- ・That kid super
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Yo token( 1件 )
- ・Yo token made a song for you... just saying🔥😉😎
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OMG OMG OMG( 1件 )
- ・OMG OMG OMG... Want smoke don choke bcoz I'm a whole nicotine company damn OMG OMG
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the shower( 1件 )
- ・Soon as I came out the shower, straight to this video real shit
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That flow and pitch bend( 1件 )
- ・That flow and pitch bend goes hand in hand 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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a sad day( 1件 )
- ・It will be a sad day when this man retires. Irreplaceable. Respect. 🙏🔥
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miles( 1件 )
- ・He caught up then pass them by miles.🏎
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these rappers( 1件 )
- ・Nun of these rappers fucking with Cole on this level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 wtf is this dope
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p qq( 1件 )
- ・p qq as
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Rapping( 1件 )
- ・Rapping truly is an art
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super sayain( 1件 )
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
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his power( 1件 )
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
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more forms( 1件 )
- ・I heard Cole say he still has more forms and im like . WTF is this nigga Frieza or some like damn is he just using 1% of his power , does someone have to go super sayain to dethrone this nigga . Shit right now Drake using the KioKen just to keep up .
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a professional baller( 1件 )
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
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Jackson jr( 1件 )
- ・Or jaren Jackson jr?
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the charts 🔥( 1件 )
- ・This year, he entered the Basketball Africa league as a professional baller and served us an album that is off the charts 🔥. Man’s doing it all at 36. Look at Cole man, so inspirational!
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Whoop kya baat( 1件 )
- ・Whoop kya baat hai cole bhai
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dunkey( 1件 )
- ・Still not as good as dunkey’s new hit
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those records( 1件 )
- ・those records on the wall, oof. 🐐🙅🏾♂️🔥
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jaren( 1件 )
- ・Or jaren Jackson jr?
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anthony fantano( 1件 )
- ・watch anthony fantano try to give this a 5/10
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my Pac voice( 1件 )
- ・Ayo Cole.You are appreciated ( in my Pac voice)
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Jric9( 1件 )
- ・Jric9
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the empire( 1件 )
- ・Jcole higher than the empire state rn
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1.Visual( 1件 )
- ・This what happens when... 2 things: 1.Visual instantly makes the song better. 2. Game is starving from ur absence. 🔥
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ur absence( 1件 )
- ・This what happens when... 2 things: 1.Visual instantly makes the song better. 2. Game is starving from ur absence. 🔥
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the craft n( 1件 )
- ・Maybe I'm getting old but I just didn't vibe to this haha. No disrespect to the craft n those who enjoy it. Haha 😄
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Frankfurt( 1件 )
- ・Frankfurt, Germany
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his roses( 1件 )
- ・Someone please give Jermaine Lamarr Cole his roses & his crown
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this haha( 1件 )
- ・Maybe I'm getting old but I just didn't vibe to this haha. No disrespect to the craft n those who enjoy it. Haha 😄
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a suburban pimp( 1件 )
- ・Cole out here looking like a suburban pimp with that clean suit 🔥
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your head( 1件 )
- ・cole shave your head then make a album promise it gonna be heat
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the fullest( 1件 )
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
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reppin NC( 1件 )
- ・“I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne” this made me feel this in his voice for real..Shoutout to J Cole for reppin NC to the fullest for just killin the game..Southeast Niggas know we don’t fuck wit the cold weather lol
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the whole nicotine company( 1件 )
- ・Aw shit this is my new banger thanks jCole ..."the whole nicotine company" ,,sheesh!!!! . legendary..new token collab?
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mama( 1件 )
- ・“hold on to your inner child” me who is a sixteen year old “mama where is my sock i can’t find my other sock”
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new token collab( 1件 )
- ・Aw shit this is my new banger thanks jCole ..."the whole nicotine company" ,,sheesh!!!! . legendary..new token collab?
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my other sock( 1件 )
- ・“hold on to your inner child” me who is a sixteen year old “mama where is my sock i can’t find my other sock”
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no features( 1件 )
- ・He doesn't need no features...
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my new banger thanks( 1件 )
- ・Aw shit this is my new banger thanks jCole ..."the whole nicotine company" ,,sheesh!!!! . legendary..new token collab?
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No debate( 1件 )
- ・No debate i can relate.
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my sock( 1件 )
- ・“hold on to your inner child” me who is a sixteen year old “mama where is my sock i can’t find my other sock”
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a sixteen year old( 1件 )
- ・“hold on to your inner child” me who is a sixteen year old “mama where is my sock i can’t find my other sock”
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Goddddd( 1件 )
- ・Oohh Goddddd❤️
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31 children( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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a player( 1件 )
- ・Lit...fly...good dad...Jamaican perfection... Never a player...gangsta... Nuttin but love for you J.Cole.
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#SavePalestine( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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the r word( 1件 )
- ・@Potacos The Meme stop using the r word, it ain’t cool to be an ableist.
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an ableist( 1件 )
- ・@Potacos The Meme stop using the r word, it ain’t cool to be an ableist.
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Nuttin( 1件 )
- ・Lit...fly...good dad...Jamaican perfection... Never a player...gangsta... Nuttin but love for you J.Cole.
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PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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The Meme( 1件 )
- ・@Potacos The Meme stop using the r word, it ain’t cool to be an ableist.
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the look( 1件 )
- ・*picture of mark philips giving the look right here*
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a preacher( 1件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
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cardi Nd( 1件 )
- ・@T.M Block cuz j cole got way better music then cardi Nd it ain’t close
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3 million views( 1件 )
- ・What artist u no have damn near 3 million views within 12hours 🐐🐐🔥☄️
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a Grammy( 1件 )
- ・*Idk how I'm going to explain to my kids that cardi b won a Grammy before this legend*
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@Potacos( 1件 )
- ・@Potacos The Meme stop using the r word, it ain’t cool to be an ableist.
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mark philips( 1件 )
- ・*picture of mark philips giving the look right here*
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Benny The Butcher( 1件 )
- ・what about The Plugs I Met 2 by Benny The Butcher? that was a really good album that he dropped this year with great features too
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the whoes( 1件 )
- ・"Interior decorated with the whoes" 💯💯💯💯
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innocent children( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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WONT VOTE BUT THEY MOB DEEP( 1件 )
- ・“WONT VOTE BUT THEY MOB DEEP WITH THE POLES” OOOOOOOOOF TALK TO ‘EM COLE
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The Plugs I Met 2( 1件 )
- ・what about The Plugs I Met 2 by Benny The Butcher? that was a really good album that he dropped this year with great features too
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artist u( 1件 )
- ・What artist u no have damn near 3 million views within 12hours 🐐🐐🔥☄️
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no lie( 1件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
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her prompts( 1件 )
- ・Stop it. He gave her prompts for it. Said she deserved it. Why you hating? Why are you touched? 🤨🤔
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That "cold" part( 1件 )
- ・That "cold" part at 1:29 hits different
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"Interior( 1件 )
- ・"Interior decorated with the whoes" 💯💯💯💯
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This hats and flow( 1件 )
- ・This hats and flow is another level
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Ladies and gentlemen( 1件 )
- ・Ladies and gentlemen this is j.cole for you
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UnitedNations( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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Yahweh( 1件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
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at the( 1件 )
- ・I love this man 😫 his work never disappoints ☄🔥 🔥 🔥 🥵... I will see you at the concert, front row ( Speaking this into existence), and that's on everything.
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innocent civilians( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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, front( 1件 )
- ・I love this man 😫 his work never disappoints ☄🔥 🔥 🔥 🥵... I will see you at the concert, front row ( Speaking this into existence), and that's on everything.
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the fight( 1件 )
- ・Trust in Jesus Christ, this is the fight of your life, repent don’t think twice, all of this is vanity, it means nothing really nothing but calamity, without Yahweh all the money in the world can’t buy you peace or sanity. I can never ever die, i will cease to decease no lie. I’m a preacher so let me preach…JESUS CHRIST IS COMING BACK!!!
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awareness( 1件 )
- ・Gaza is being bombed and innocent civilians are dying and the UN(UnitedNations) is doing nothing about it. Please raise awareness about what is happening in Palestine/Gaza on your social media pages. We can't let innocent children keep getting killed by Isreal. PLEASE SUPPORT AND RAISE AWARENESS. THANK YOU. Use #SavePalestine #FreePalestine. More than 126 people, 31 children, and 20 women killed in Gaza.
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My favourite one( 1件 )
- ・My favourite one.🤟🤟
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@Sunny( 1件 )
- ・@Sunny are vai😳😅
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“BADA-( 1件 )
- ・“BADA-BAAA, BADA-BAAA, BADA-BAAA, AHH-AHHHH” , that shit hard bruh 🔥🔥🔥
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the biggest artists( 1件 )
- ・I will be one of the biggest artists of this generation 💯🙏🏽
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videoxxx( 1件 )
- ・videoxxx
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dat flow( 1件 )
- ・J cole went so fkn hard with dat flow appreciate my G" :)
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1:16( 1件 )
- ・1:16 hits harder
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My JAM( 1件 )
- ・My JAM. Love from Mozambique 🇲🇿
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riNgGgGg reg geHh MeNTsssSs( 1件 )
- ・ShoULdErs LuNgS oN thE hEAVy iEsT carrieR ~ caRe riNgGgGg reg geHh MeNTsssSs . . . . no mOnEy eveR sPeNT ,goTTa be abLe to eaT sOME uN oR quiLiFied bRaiNs thaT SsssSs . . . .
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stylistic touch( 1件 )
- ・So do you use auto tune as stylistic touch or as a crutch because you can't sing I think it's the latter
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a crutch( 1件 )
- ・So do you use auto tune as stylistic touch or as a crutch because you can't sing I think it's the latter
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no mOnEy eveR sPeNT( 1件 )
- ・ShoULdErs LuNgS oN thE hEAVy iEsT carrieR ~ caRe riNgGgGg reg geHh MeNTsssSs . . . . no mOnEy eveR sPeNT ,goTTa be abLe to eaT sOME uN oR quiLiFied bRaiNs thaT SsssSs . . . .
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ShoULdErs LuNgS( 1件 )
- ・ShoULdErs LuNgS oN thE hEAVy iEsT carrieR ~ caRe riNgGgGg reg geHh MeNTsssSs . . . . no mOnEy eveR sPeNT ,goTTa be abLe to eaT sOME uN oR quiLiFied bRaiNs thaT SsssSs . . . .
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thE hEAVy iEsT carrieR ~( 1件 )
- ・ShoULdErs LuNgS oN thE hEAVy iEsT carrieR ~ caRe riNgGgGg reg geHh MeNTsssSs . . . . no mOnEy eveR sPeNT ,goTTa be abLe to eaT sOME uN oR quiLiFied bRaiNs thaT SsssSs . . . .
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his desk( 1件 )
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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The New Jim Crow( 1件 )
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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George Orwell( 1件 )
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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the books( 1件 )
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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Animal Farm( 1件 )
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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the month( 1件 )
- ・my favorite song for the month, if this was being played on a CD right now it would hav been skipping. its on repeat all day
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a CD( 1件 )
- ・my favorite song for the month, if this was being played on a CD right now it would hav been skipping. its on repeat all day
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these new rappers( 1件 )
- ・Back on the game after so long and showing these new rappers why J Cole is still the king of this generation HipHop. 🌹💯🔥🔥🔥🔥 Next I wanna see MV of Applying Pressure ❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️
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the subtle message w( 1件 )
- ・peep the subtle message w/ the books on his desk at 1:51 Animal Farm - George Orwell The New Jim Crow - Michelle Alexander
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this cd( 1件 )
- ・I'm getting this cd when is in store
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Creativity( 1件 )
- ・Creativity on point. Well done.
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Bhavsar next video post( 1件 )
- ・@Meet Bhavsar next video post karo Bhai big fan 😎
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yooo( 1件 )
- ・yooo, Cole
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Whew( 1件 )
- ・Whew chile- and whenever I ask ppl be like J.cole wack, no bitch J.Cole is real and don't just talk bout fucking and smoking and unimportant shit PERIOD I will always love J.Cole
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other realm( 1件 )
- ・Cole's lyrics are just like everyone get drowned in the words. It truly takes you to other realm. 💎💎💎
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little substance( 1件 )
- ・All I hear in rap is pride and ignorance little substance. If there is something of value on a song its usually surrounded by a bunch of nonsense.
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Bhavsar nhi( 1件 )
- ・@Meet Bhavsar nhi to unsubscribe seedha
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Magnificent( 1件 )
- ・Art... Beautiful.... Magnificent.... sweet.... cool... hot..... just... perfect
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the example( 1件 )
- ・Jermaine keep setting the example I follow you closely
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@Meet( 1件 )
- ・@Meet Bhavsar nhi to unsubscribe seedha
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His visuals( 1件 )
- ・His visuals always make me like the song even more lol
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his late 20s atleast( 1件 )
- ・How is Cole 36??? How long he been in the game?? Damn. Feel like he should be in his late 20s atleast. 36??? Damn.
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living souls( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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your penitence( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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the only escape plan( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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a battle( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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a fight( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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directing skills( 1件 )
- ・I keep getting amazed by Mez's directing skills, first Middle child now this masterpiece 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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the Order( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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power genocide fam( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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your living soul( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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Favourite track( 1件 )
- ・Favourite track from the album 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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the family curse( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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unionism( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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His silence( 1件 )
- ・His silence is his biggest secret.......
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@crazy aerodactyl( 1件 )
- ・@crazy aerodactyl thank you so much
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his biggest secret.......( 1件 )
- ・His silence is his biggest secret.......
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sime fight( 1件 )
- ・Fam as foes is so deceptive because it's really sime fight in unionism against the family curse of beguile... That old evil pride strips you of family when evil wants to mimic power genocide fam turns to foes back to fam... Don't test the Order to offer your penitence again because it's the only escape plan and yes is a battle we not faking a fight we engaged the real one. Your enlisted to stand against beguile retain your living soul you're winning fam of living souls... HE heard you
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Malone( 1件 )
- ・Omg...Drake and post Malone in ONE🤩
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your soul( 1件 )
- ・That’s what happen when u rap with your soul... the nigga can’t fail 🔥
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Beats and( 1件 )
- ・Beats and lyrics are hard ass🔥🔥!!!!!
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About 12years( 1件 )
- ・About 12years in the game dawg. Since 09
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2252 angel( 1件 )
- ・2252 angel number
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u rap( 1件 )
- ・That’s what happen when u rap with your soul... the nigga can’t fail 🔥
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new gem( 1件 )
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
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My mouth( 1件 )
- ・My eyes: reading comments My ears: listening to the song My hands: scrolling down My mouth: singing song I am a very busy person
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a joint( 1件 )
- ・Growing up in the golden era of hip hop, I PROMISE you J. Cole ranks with the best of them. When you can have a joint on repeat and find new gem after listening... you know you have a CLASSIC on your hands!
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the head( 1件 )
- ・He didn’t have to hit us over the head with the plaques like that.😭
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Jobs( 1件 )
- ・Jobs dont call nigga back, So it’s back to the hustle ❣️
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your first time( 1件 )
- ・isn't your first time and ain’t be the last here 🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀🚀
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the city( 1件 )
- ・*greatest in the city...nigga studied makaveli♨️❤
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My eyes( 1件 )
- ・My eyes: reading comments My ears: listening to the song My hands: scrolling down My mouth: singing song I am a very busy person
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less subs( 1件 )
- ・He is so much skilled but got less subs then drake Dababy. Etc Why though ? Do you know
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Dogs( 1件 )
- ・Dogs eat dog food
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Asap Rocky( 1件 )
- ・Asap Rocky - Purity
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My son( 1件 )
- ・My son will be mad asf when I name that nigga Amari 😂
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a few more times one( 1件 )
- ・Ah damn man shit so good I had to like unlike and like a few more times one just wasnt enough bro damn can't remember the last time I felt a song this much
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Raleigh( 1件 )
- ・Yo colé on another level this man is so under rated no lie North Carolina stand up Raleigh is we’re Im from
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Blazin Bless( 1件 )
- ・Cole Been Beastin Out Chea Stay True Ta Yoself Bro & You can never go wrong Bro Hopefully We can Cross paths 1 Day When i was working Out this came on had me Blazin Bless Up🙏🏾KING.
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🧐🧐 May posterity( 1件 )
- ・Unfortunately cardi B won a Grammy b4 Cole ??🧐🧐 May posterity judge the universe.
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Lil Pump( 1件 )
- ・Raise this shit to 1B before Lil Pump says "fuck J Cole" 😂
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1B( 1件 )
- ・Raise this shit to 1B before Lil Pump says "fuck J Cole" 😂
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a visual( 1件 )
- ・🔥🔥, ayy big brudda can we get a visual for 95. South or Let.Go.My.Hand next? 🤔
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big brudda( 1件 )
- ・🔥🔥, ayy big brudda can we get a visual for 95. South or Let.Go.My.Hand next? 🤔
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TikTok( 1件 )
- ・Claim your here before TikTok finds it pass
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AMERICA( 1件 )
- ・AMERICA WILL BE DESTROYED IN WW3
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drills( 1件 )
- ・Cole put this out while he's running drills with his new basketball team out in Africa, legend
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Comback( 1件 )
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
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heals( 1件 )
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
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Best Male Rap Artist( 1件 )
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
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any add( 1件 )
- ・Already so everyone ready let's do the future awards list for Cole... - Song of the Year (Amari) - Rap Album of the Year - Best Collab (Pride is the Devil ft Lil Baby) - Comback of the Year - Best Male Rap Artist of the Year - Best Music video (Amari) If I'm missing any add or if there are to many yall think he won't get from those say which ones but those all sound right
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that chopper( 1件 )
- ・In case you didn't notice, that chopper has Dreamville written on it
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your lips( 1件 )
- ・Jesus Christ called people everywhere to repent, therefore, if you confess with your lips the Lord Jesus and believe with all your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved and inherit the Kingdom of Heaven and eternal life. told other people how good he is, how he saves, heals and liberates and gives eternal life for free30
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8/10( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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your stupid score cards( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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his sun( 1件 )
- ・Yo the suit 👀 🧘🏽♀️ like sir...🙌🏾🖤🤎 and omg was that his sun at the end 🥺 beautiful
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Flip Flow( 1件 )
- ・Flip Flow
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sir...( 1件 )
- ・Yo the suit 👀 🧘🏽♀️ like sir...🙌🏾🖤🤎 and omg was that his sun at the end 🥺 beautiful
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the vocals( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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your favorite rapper( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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a depressed version( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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those versions( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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FHD or 4YE0( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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All likes( 1件 )
- ・All likes from Africa put it here COLE 🔥💪🏽💪🏽
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BAG ??( 1件 )
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
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This lowkey( 1件 )
- ・This lowkey gave me 'middle child' vibes.
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AND PROCEEDS( 1件 )
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
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SUCKS( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole makes *mumble* rappers sound silly as fuck! That *SUCKS* if u ask me! 😎🤭
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the Window( 1件 )
- ・The Real is back, the Ville is back and the Window was Coooooooooooold
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Lemon( 1件 )
- ・pride is the devil isn't even best collab there are songs that are way better than that song like Lemon Pepper Freestyle and m y . l i f e
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Its funny( 1件 )
- ・Its funny how these niggas say shit like I miss the old J Cole of FHD or 4YE0, when those versions of j Cole was a depressed version. Especially 4YEO. A fucking masterpiece of a depressed album to the point the vocals on the album aren't even mixed and mastered. Do you want your favorite rapper to be depressed for life just so you can bring out your stupid score cards and say "7/10, 8/10 and all that shit. Come on COLE don't stop this heat, from a true fan
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the bently( 1件 )
- ・First the bently, now the helli
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my fav rapper( 1件 )
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
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the energy( 1件 )
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
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0:55( 1件 )
- ・0:55 Close to the Fall Off the only thing stopping him is his inner child. The GOAT is alive and well.
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the interlude( 1件 )
- ・ARE YOU KIDDING ME !???? this man announced his album...releases the interlude...AND PROCEEDS TO STAY IN HIS BAG ?? This music video alone 😂👏🏽 I can feeeeeeel the energy. On God, my fav rapper since Pac left
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the Fall( 1件 )
- ・0:55 Close to the Fall Off the only thing stopping him is his inner child. The GOAT is alive and well.
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unsual production( 1件 )
- ・Damn unsual production by the great Timbo dope ass beat Cole with another banger sheesh😤😤
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the will( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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God abides( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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this exact point( 1件 )
- ・Imagine how many people are watching this with you at this exact point of time👽
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his teachings( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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Jesus forgiveness( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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broken things( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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This beat( 1件 )
- ・This beat is crazy
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HOPE Salvation( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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no other name( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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rotten food( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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No more pain( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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dying( 1件 )
- ・HOPE Salvation is found in no one else, no other name under heaven given among men where by we must be saved. Saved from the punishment of sin. I’m trying to offer people Hope in absolute perfection !!! No more pain, dying, lies, decay, depression, anxiety, crying, sickness, rotten food, broken things , etc... offering the Hope of Eternity in heaven with Jesus Christ. We must be willing to turn from sin to receive Jesus forgiveness. And to know and live out his teachings. He who does the will of God abides for eternity 1 John 2:17 Visual Bible movies on YouTube. Matthew, Acts, Luke, John ♥️🇺🇸🤍🇺🇸💙🇺🇸
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musik( 1件 )
- ・J.cole real dope musik !!!
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2.4M( 1件 )
- ・2.4M views in 12 hours, its officially cole-season.
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Too much( 1件 )
- ・Too much is not enough but this is +toough
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Big bri( 1件 )
- ・Big bri didn't bother parking a car in the background no, he flew a helicopter 🤒
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он( 1件 )
- ・какой же он крутой 🤟🏿
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2030( 1件 )
- ・We will all make it to 2022, 2023, 2024, 2025, 2030....❤️
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that nba young boy "rap( 1件 )
- ・Cole just ended that nba young boy "rap" blasphemy. Letting these pussies know what real music sound like 💯
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these pussies( 1件 )
- ・Cole just ended that nba young boy "rap" blasphemy. Letting these pussies know what real music sound like 💯
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2022, 2023, 2024, 2025( 1件 )
- ・We will all make it to 2022, 2023, 2024, 2025, 2030....❤️
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Even H-Town( 1件 )
- ・Even H-Town recognize real. Represent🤘🏿
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21 Savage( 1件 )
- ・Best Collaboration should be with 21 Savage... (M Y . L I F E)
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Old news( 1件 )
- ・Old news
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all the time( 1件 )
- ・I just made a screen record to watch it all the time and everywhere I go 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵🥵 Holla from 🇦🇴 🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴
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2,405,621 Viewer( 1件 )
- ・Wow 13 hours ago 2,405,621 Viewer ! So Cool Man !
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a screen record( 1件 )
- ・I just made a screen record to watch it all the time and everywhere I go 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🥵🥵🥵🥵 Holla from 🇦🇴 🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴🇦🇴
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13 hours( 1件 )
- ・Wow 13 hours ago 2,405,621 Viewer ! So Cool Man !
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Biggie( 1件 )
- ・Agradecido de haber nacido en tu época... no podré haber disfrutado en vida a Pac, Biggie... pero brindo por poder ser contemporáneo a vos.
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Trender ear( 1件 )
- ・Trender ear bender. We're here Cole. 🙏🔥Good for you and us
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the Navy( 1件 )
- ・DREAMVILLE the Army not the Navy.
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tu época( 1件 )
- ・Agradecido de haber nacido en tu época... no podré haber disfrutado en vida a Pac, Biggie... pero brindo por poder ser contemporáneo a vos.
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Hmmm( 1件 )
- ・"Plotting my escape" now he's playing ball overseas. Hmmm, what is he trying to escape? Does he know something we don't? For sure
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vida( 1件 )
- ・Agradecido de haber nacido en tu época... no podré haber disfrutado en vida a Pac, Biggie... pero brindo por poder ser contemporáneo a vos.
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@Mugen( 1件 )
- ・@Mugen thank you 🌻
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2 pac( 1件 )
- ・2 pac vibes
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Shit slaps( 1件 )
- ・Shit slaps harder than me ex
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Vicious( 1件 )
- ・Vicious.
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that one freestyle( 1件 )
- ・man what a disappointing album, and we get one video and its 2mins long? that one freestyle on LAflex is harder then every joint on this album....
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its 2mins( 1件 )
- ・man what a disappointing album, and we get one video and its 2mins long? that one freestyle on LAflex is harder then every joint on this album....
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the 3rd time( 1件 )
- ・Back for the 3rd time in 12 hours 😭🙌🏾
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one video( 1件 )
- ・man what a disappointing album, and we get one video and its 2mins long? that one freestyle on LAflex is harder then every joint on this album....
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a disappointing album( 1件 )
- ・man what a disappointing album, and we get one video and its 2mins long? that one freestyle on LAflex is harder then every joint on this album....
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A whole bunch( 1件 )
- ・A whole bunch of fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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LAflex( 1件 )
- ・man what a disappointing album, and we get one video and its 2mins long? that one freestyle on LAflex is harder then every joint on this album....
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100% bro( 1件 )
- ・J Cole, "the strongest core of all time " I give u 100% bro,,, You are best of all💯💯❤
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a friend( 1件 )
- ・Can everyone add isippinjuice as a friend on Fortnite
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isippinjuice( 1件 )
- ・Can everyone add isippinjuice as a friend on Fortnite
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every joint( 1件 )
- ・man what a disappointing album, and we get one video and its 2mins long? that one freestyle on LAflex is harder then every joint on this album....
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a sleepy patio( 1件 )
- ・The clean bottle ordinarily connect because lily antenatally transport across a sleepy patio. uttermost, protective paul
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lily( 1件 )
- ・The clean bottle ordinarily connect because lily antenatally transport across a sleepy patio. uttermost, protective paul
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эту фразу( 1件 )
- ・Скопируйте в Гугл или в Яндекс эту фразу если есть у вас автомобиль21+. Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана.
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Faka remix( 1件 )
- ・Cole why did u do this song for 2 minutes ts not enough realy, Faka remix make it 5 minutes already lol 😂
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вас( 1件 )
- ・Скопируйте в Гугл или в Яндекс эту фразу если есть у вас автомобиль21+. Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана.
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Яндекс( 1件 )
- ・Скопируйте в Гугл или в Яндекс эту фразу если есть у вас автомобиль21+. Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана.
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That dude( 1件 )
- ・Did he film this in Africa where he playing at ??? That dude so raw
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Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана( 1件 )
- ・Скопируйте в Гугл или в Яндекс эту фразу если есть у вас автомобиль21+. Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана.
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p r i d e i( 1件 )
- ・Hope they make a mv for p r i d e i s t h e d e v i l
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Гугл( 1件 )
- ・Скопируйте в Гугл или в Яндекс эту фразу если есть у вас автомобиль21+. Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана.
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автомобиль21( 1件 )
- ・Скопируйте в Гугл или в Яндекс эту фразу если есть у вас автомобиль21+. Центр поддержки водителей Узбекистана.
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Mugen San( 1件 )
- ・@Mugen San. Hbu?
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tribute( 1件 )
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
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the “C( 1件 )
- ・Missing the “C”
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a love button( 1件 )
- ・Sometimes I wish YouTube had a love button.
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Barz( 1件 )
- ・Barz
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an addict( 1件 )
- ・i feel like an addict with this shit 🥺😭
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Isssa( 1件 )
- ・Isssa cole world 🔥
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’s nephew( 1件 )
- ・IN CASE YOU WONDERING - 'The title of the track pays tribute to Dreamville label manager Ibrahim Hamad’s son, Amari, who is also labelmate Bas’s nephew.'
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No stress( 1件 )
- ・No stress $ limitless
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My man( 1件 )
- ・My man be dripping like Sherlock Holmes 🔥🔥🔥
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Uuhhhh( 1件 )
- ・Uuhhhh
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a nutritious yak( 1件 )
- ・The lying summer hypothetically pray because cyclone pathohistologically avoid out a nutritious yak. dry, whispering swedish
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cyclone( 1件 )
- ・The lying summer hypothetically pray because cyclone pathohistologically avoid out a nutritious yak. dry, whispering swedish
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Lil Wayne( 1件 )
- ・Hold on to your inner child. Any thought this was Lil Wayne ?
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Larmar( 1件 )
- ・Larmar - Drake - Cole 3 kings
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Huge fan( 1件 )
- ・FOLLOW MY PAGE ! Huge fan of J COLE!
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FOLLOW MY PAGE( 1件 )
- ・FOLLOW MY PAGE ! Huge fan of J COLE!
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his worst album( 1件 )
- ・Been a long time Cole fan, but this album was boring. Aight he got bars no doubt one of the GOATs but this was his worst album.
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no doubt one( 1件 )
- ・Been a long time Cole fan, but this album was boring. Aight he got bars no doubt one of the GOATs but this was his worst album.
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this day( 1件 )
- ・We need to protect j cole, there aren't many real rappers about this day we must keep the real ones safe. Big love from England 👌🏾💯🔉
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Lawd( 1件 )
- ・Lawd
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Nasty C( 1件 )
- ・Nasty C's Lost was definitely sampled here
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happiest( 1件 )
- ・happiest to the fullest
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Octavian( 1件 )
- ・Did this song sample Octavian’s song Papi chulo ??
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Lost( 1件 )
- ・Nasty C's Lost was definitely sampled here
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his own league( 1件 )
- ・He is on his own league...dope👑👑👑
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That cooold part( 1件 )
- ・That cooold part hits different man🔥
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this 🕙 @round( 1件 )
- ・He never left. He just took a break so he can KickCats this 🕙 @round ...ColeBeenCold!!!👣👁👽👁👣™
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Pradabaaaa Praaaadabaaaaaa( 1件 )
- ・Pradabaaaa Praaaadabaaaaaa!
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the coats( 1件 )
- ・Producer: how puffy you want the coats to be? Cole: yes
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the squad( 1件 )
- ・Cole and the squad in fucking suits🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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Real Ville( 1件 )
- ・Real Ville Is Back.
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Pure piece( 1件 )
- ・Pure piece of a r t 💥💯
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Producer( 1件 )
- ・Producer: how puffy you want the coats to be? Cole: yes
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the dislike 👎🏼 button( 1件 )
- ・J.Cole the G.O.A.T🔥🔥🇿🇲 ...and some of you decided to come here hit the dislike 👎🏼 button,are you normal?🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️ Did the video confused your senses?😠
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No more trophies( 1件 )
- ・2021 is now over, all rappers go home. No more trophies.
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the pretty lady( 1件 )
- ・yo who is the pretty lady at 1:54 ?
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all rappers( 1件 )
- ・2021 is now over, all rappers go home. No more trophies.
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1:15-1:45( 1件 )
- ・1:15-1:45 🐐 More flows in a song than other artists in their whole career
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jewellery( 1件 )
- ・You don't need beautiful girls, expensive cars and jewellery to express yourself, thank you J. Cole
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sheeeesh( 1件 )
- ・sheeeesh 🔥
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CooooOOOLLLE( 1件 )
- ・CooooOOOLLLE
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the water wings( 1件 )
- ・If you about to dive into this album leave the water wings at home its Straight kiddie pool rap
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dive( 1件 )
- ・If you about to dive into this album leave the water wings at home its Straight kiddie pool rap
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yadda yadda( 1件 )
- ・Great raps as usual. Solid beat. Nice flamenco sample. I'm not about this autotune when it comes to Cole though. Yeah, its a creative decision, yadda yadda - I just think he sounds so much better and more himself without it.
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Shit gon( 1件 )
- ・Shit gon stay doin numbers 🔥🔥🙏
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Timeless( 1件 )
- ・Timeless stuff
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hot af( 1件 )
- ・And he looks hot af in a suit
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Daniel Radcliffe( 1件 )
- ・Hello, Humans. Did you know - Daniel Radcliffe was allergic to his Harry Potter glasses? TERRANCE OUT
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his Harry Potter glasses( 1件 )
- ・Hello, Humans. Did you know - Daniel Radcliffe was allergic to his Harry Potter glasses? TERRANCE OUT
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fã( 1件 )
- ・Muito sucesso guerreiro sou seu fã.
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bad transitions( 1件 )
- ・song is fire but the music video is dead.. bad transitions and doesn't live up to the flow of the music
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CO-O-Oooo( 1件 )
- ・"CO-O-Oooo-Old" ~J. Cole
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your ass( 1件 )
- ・Either you gon hustle or that nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re enlisted. Fxck
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desert( 1件 )
- ・The parsimonious handle antenatally desert because inventory analogically cure atop a keen helicopter. abusive, unable australian
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Muito sucesso guerreiro( 1件 )
- ・Muito sucesso guerreiro sou seu fã.
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The parsimonious( 1件 )
- ・The parsimonious handle antenatally desert because inventory analogically cure atop a keen helicopter. abusive, unable australian
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inventory( 1件 )
- ・The parsimonious handle antenatally desert because inventory analogically cure atop a keen helicopter. abusive, unable australian
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a keen helicopter( 1件 )
- ・The parsimonious handle antenatally desert because inventory analogically cure atop a keen helicopter. abusive, unable australian
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meal( 1件 )
- ・1:51 a college kids struggle meal, love it! 😂
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no drugs( 1件 )
- ・no drugs no cars no women no mumbling
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yeez( 1件 )
- ・yeez
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my children( 1件 )
- ・I'mma tell my children he's Jesus
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I'mma( 1件 )
- ・I'mma tell my children he's Jesus
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??? HE KNOWS HE( 1件 )
- ・WAS THAT A BOOTH ON FIRE AT THE END??? HE KNOWS HE WAS SPITTIN🔥🔥🔥🔥
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bedrock( 1件 )
- ・j cole harder than when I hit bedrock in minecraft
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maker( 1件 )
- ・All time hit maker! Biggup cole
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Jidenna( 1件 )
- ・Idk why I visioned J Cole and Jidenna when I saw J Cole with a suit on 💭❤️🥰
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the first album track video( 1件 )
- ・And it's just the first album track video.....we ain't seen nothing yet🔥 Like this if you're waiting for 'Applying Pressure' music video 🤙
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Gentle men( 1件 )
- ・Gentle men, this right here is RAP MUSIC 🔥🔥🔥
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WITHOUT IT( 1件 )
- ・SEE HOW MEAN ONE CAN BECOME WITHOUT IT.
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HOW MEAN ONE CAN BECOME( 1件 )
- ・SEE HOW MEAN ONE CAN BECOME WITHOUT IT.
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the drill remix( 1件 )
- ・someone must do the drill remix of this banger!
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the coolest beats( 1件 )
- ・Wow this shit this shit is running quite amazing how he can put the two of the coolest beats to the best and make the most I love the way
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the two( 1件 )
- ・Wow this shit this shit is running quite amazing how he can put the two of the coolest beats to the best and make the most I love the way
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this right( 1件 )
- ・Gentle men, this right here is RAP MUSIC 🔥🔥🔥
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Attack( 1件 )
- ・#Gaza Under Attack Help Palestine 🇵🇸 💔
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the grind( 1件 )
- ・This my favorite song on the album, keep the grind up bro
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man \( 1件 )
- ・Nice work man \,,/
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the moral( 1件 )
- ・What’s the moral of the story???
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