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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)
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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

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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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： 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 💯❤️
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- ・Fucking goat like!!
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- ・the goat is back and better than ever lord keep this man safe 🔥🔥🙏🏾🙏🏾
- ・Super Goat
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- ・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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： 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
： 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.
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- ・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 🔥
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- ・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 🔥
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- ・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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- ・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
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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
： 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
： 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
- 類似キーワード
  - ・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
： 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✅
- 類似キーワード
  - ・Good
  - ・Good dope
  - ・Goodness
  - ・good works
  - ・good lyrics
  - ・U good
  - ・good luck!!!
  - ・May good opportunities
  - ・Just good lyrics
  - ・good while
  - ・Lyrics
  - ・great lyrics
  - ・some good lyricism
  - ・The lyrics
： 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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- ・Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean 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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  - ・eenie, meenie, miny, moe
： 4realz（　24件　）
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- ・“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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  - ・his real fans
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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✊🏾💨💨💨💨💨💨
- 類似キーワード
  - ・a bag
： a passport（　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
- ・Intro] Bada-ba, bada-ba Bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean something [Verse] Either you gon' hustle hard or, nigga, Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting 2-6, murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag, never fear fumbling Want smoke? Nigga don't choke I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the hoes Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne [Chorus] Plottin' my escape, this game ride a nigga's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country nigga never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville nigga never seen nothing 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping Good dope leave a fiend krumping Made it out, it gotta mean 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✊🏾💨💨💨💨💨💨
- 類似キーワード
  - ・a passport
  - ・passport
： a couple（　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
- ・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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  - ・a fiend krumping
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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