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j. cole – before i’m gone lyrics

[verse 1]
i hit the weed, i told myself the last time would be my last
i don’t trust my own n-ggas, now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash
if the police run up on me i ain’t stopping for their -ss
boy, you know my l’s dirty, if they stop me i’m goin’ to jail surely
i’ll be next to my brother in the cell, no bail for me
“man, let me out, send me back to b-tches that smell purdy”
and all i gotta do is call once and she ‘dere all ready
yeah, buddy, can’t you tell i’m goin; through h-ll
i don’t even open my mail
i’m in the shower with soap and the towel, i need cleansing
bad b-tches all on the prowl they need benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth and we ain’t flinching
they names ain’t even mentioned
i got dreams bigger than your whole team
you n-ggas so broke yet somehow you so green
i guess it’s envy, started with a penny now i’m getting plenty money

[hook]
and one time for the city, yeah
and two times for you, hey
and one time for the city, hey
and two times for you, uhh

[verse 2]
look kid, its raining outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy
they guns’ll dumbbell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas that’s deceased, rest in peace
we tired of only having just a piece
and f-ck policing, they k!lling n-ggas what’s the reason
his daughter starving and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking squeezing
they out here bussin’ leavin’ n-ggas stuck and bleedin’ on the flo’
bullets wet you like a s-m-n on a ho
breathing slow man, i’m in h-ll
one day you tryna make rent, next day you in jail
lord knows he meant well
so i take the pencil and write like a pen pal
some sh-t that’s darker than the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where n-ggas on base
sh-t is looking like an infield
high as a sprint bill
what you think, that’s the reason why this ink in my pen k!lls
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch i’ve been real

[hook]
and one time for the city, yeah
and two times for you, hey
and one time for the city, hey
and two times for you, uhh

[verse 3]
them old n-ggas sayin’
cole the wrong one bringin’ the city shine
all he ever doin’ is paintin’ pictures of crime
tellin’ stories of pain, paintin’ pictures of dope
b-tch if you listenin’ i’m paintin’ pictures of hope
that boy in cl-ss embarr-ssed because he broke
hopin’ today he won’t be the b-tt of somebody’s joke
see me i lived it all from dirt-poor in a trailer
worried about my mother and never trustin’ my neighbors
to middle-cl-ss with a backyard and my own room
to bein’ the only black kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and followed my own rules
was runnin’ the streets hey ma i’ll be home soon
was out chasin’ hoes, was out hoopin’
them n-ggas wasn’t ballin’ but yet they was foul shootin’
so meet the newest role model who don’t know how to fake this sh-t
never sold a rock and look i made it b-tch

[hook]
and one time for the city, yeah
and two times for you, hey
and one time for the city, hey
and two times for you, uhh

[outro]
girl it’s been so long, i’ve been gone from you
but you ain’t gotta worry ’bout the thangs i do
it’s hard but the thought of you would ease my pain
girl i promise they gon’ know our name
ain’t seen you smile in awhile
but i been dreamin’ ’bout you

- j cole lyrics

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