issytoonice - idols don't change (fuck j. cole) lyrics
honestly feeling like i’m better than cole
you dissing ye n-gg- rest to your soul
don’t f-ck with lean b-tch i settle for bowls
you taking long as f-ck i’m selling en mo
listen, it’s not a diss track f-ck out my face
display my sh-t while while i’m aking in pay
of these plays j im taking your place
you get erased i got the ak and spray
i different era b-tch it’s different and sh-t
we getting dumber need to listen to this
can’t f-ck with old because the new is what’s in
you take 2 years to write some sh-t and then you tell them to quit
stop
2 years and no one really noticed it n-gg-
im feeling like you kinda knowing this n-gg-
(so)
you drop a track and f-cking flow off on n-gg-s
and f-cking go off in n-gg-s
but
it’s not really f-cking that hard to do
took me a day it f-cking took you like 2
f-cking years b-tch i’m filling your shoes
and they yeezyz so i’m stealing em too
them solar reds i see rocking them sh-ts
you hating kanye but you’d hop on his d-ck
if you was broke, you need to stop you a b-tch
you get that money then you talking that sh-t
(idols don’t change)
i don’t understand why you talking sh-t on ye
you taking now but you rocked him yesterday
i honestly feeling you got some debts to pay
that’s disrespectful why you drop it while he lay
ing in a f-cking hospital bed all day
it’s f-cking insane that jermaine coundnt wait
until yes mind was in a good state
and then he’d flame you what the can i say
(j cole singing)
you dumb as f-ck you think it’s gonna go away
i gun you down in a big -ss range
i bite your sh-t and i did it off the brain
you a little b-tch need to stay in your lane
somebody shoulda told me cole was dumb
you drop one platinum record then run
you dumb as f-ck and need to swallow the gun
issytoonice i’m feeling like i’m the one
j cole i’m thinking you should be done
i don’t know i’m think i’m killing this sh-t
was gonna say something bout killing your b-tch
all you got now, rap career i’m stealing that sh-t
it’s just a joke i’m f-cking kidding with this
i’m spitting venomous spit
4 bars back now i’m killing your b-tch
a pretty f-cking villainous kid
with lyrics that i f-cking spit off within
i leave you riddled with clips
back shots watch the v in the hips
i pack lots
i think i killed him now
sad part is he won’t hear it
issy got them whack lyrics
them go back to selling crack lyrics
you come at me i never fear it
body numb i f-cking can’t feel it
i know you n-gg-s f-cking feel this
i got that real sh-t
won’t disappear b-tch
trap behind wine and spirits
a f-cking real kid
don’t need a shield sh-t
i’m always in the field sh-t
like dak b-tch throw dimes and kill sh-t
and you never know if issy got the steel b-tch
too lowkey like simmie i never steal sh-t
chill n-gg- smoke bud but i will still rip clips
higher than a f-cking real sp-ce ship
you p-ss the plane then i will face it
i know quality sh-tty don’t hate b-tch
i’m kinda poor leave your head in the pavement
it’s not a threat you think issys a fake b-tch
you f-cking test me you’ll see that spray quick
funny n-gg- i’m chilling with 8 chicks
the song is done your b-tch she ain’t thick
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