Trouble

歌手: J. Cole • 专辑:Born Sinner (Deluxe Version) • 发布时间:2013-06-18
作词 : Jermaine Cole
 作曲 : Jermaine Cole
I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right
I said liquor all on my breath, niggas all in my sigh
I said real niggas tryna ****, b***h niggas wanna figh
I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life
Troubles of this...
Troubles of this world
Troubles of this...
Troubles of this world
Yeah, god flow
Paint a picture like a young Pablo, Picasso
Niggas say "Live fast, die young," so I drive slo
And pray I die old
In the drop with the top low
Met a bad b***h from Chicago, my hat wasn't tipped, y
Kept it straight, **** it, cause y'all kno
And if not, you'll learn how them niggas in the Chi g
I ain't ****ed her, but I'm thinking 'bout it
My niggas say why you gotta think about it
The b*****s want too much, hit my phone too muc
If I gotta be frank about it
Ain't worth the stress
First the text, then the draws, see first is sex
Then it's calls cause the bird's obsessed
Want flowers, cards, and the purses next
Nah, niggas can't get a dolla
Cole on Twitter, niggas can't get a follo
Can get a nut, heard "Can't Get Enough"
Now she ****ing a nigga thinking that she may have hit the lotto
No way, Jose
Could write a book called, "The Things Hoes Say"
Show a lot of love to my sisters though
But these b*****s so predictabl
I'm in trouble
Troubles of this, troubles of this world
Getting to the promised land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
Troubles of this, troubles of this world
Take it to the promise land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right
I said liquor all on my breath, niggas all in my sigh
I said real niggas trying to ****, fake niggas wanna figh
I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life
And I'm going back to school
Only for the hoes and a class or two
Young bad b*****s made the pastor droo
Everybody sweat her like Catholic school
Sat next to her in the back of the class
Cheated off of her test and I'm grabbing her ass
She like "Don't you know this shit already
B***h, ain't you rich already
Yeah, but I got dumb as ****t
Hanging 'round these rappers cause they dumb as ****t
But I'm back on track, jump shot wasn't that good
Couldn't sell crack but I rap good
That's one stereotype
Know a lot of niggas that'll marry your typ
Bad b*****s with a degree, I let 'em scoop y
I'm Koopa, I never been the Mario type
No saving hoes
I ain't fooled cause a lot of cool niggas that a b***h went to school with is major hoe
And they mans don't know, they mans don't know, fo' sho
Had a b***h baby, little mans don’t kno
Mama, was a freak, got it in on the low
Twelve years later when my song come on, he ask
Mama, did you **** J. Cole
Whoa
Troubles of this, troubles of this world
Getting to the promised land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
Troubles of this, troubles of this world
Take it to the promise land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right
I said liquor all on my breath, niggas all in my sigh
I said real niggas trying to ****, fake niggas wanna figh
I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life
📥 下载LRC歌词 📄 下载TXT歌词

支持卡拉OK同步显示,可用记事本编辑