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Hell Nah
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J. Cole
Featuring(s) : Mez & Anderson .Paak
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I be on no no no Leave me all alone lone lone Put it on flow flow flow Put it on flow flow flow Booty on go go go go I be 'round with you girl, you want it I be 'round with you girl, where I go I don't go, I don't go You don't go where I go, no Where I go, no I might do 'em brodie on the PCH (f**k up out my face) For all the times these n***as playa hate (f**k up out my face) Sometimes man, the world and all its weight (f**k up out my face) Feel like when your side b*t*h say shе latе (f**k) I'm in a house n***a, Bill Maher And somе legеnds that can vouch n***a, a real star Went from sleepin' on your couch n***a to real far Teachers thought I'd only sip Henny and steal cars f**k all you hoes sh*t so tough, I hit the bar Lil jazz drum, but I play guitar No bad hoes, just cheap cigars Act like they can't sweep like Steph, LeBron I be in there, thinkin' how I'm blessed for sure God got me but rest assured I got friends and fam who kill for the boy And bring techs to my side like tech support, yeah Man sometimes my life fell apart like I kill sh*t When you move it twice, but I'm back, I ain't hot Maury said that that's a lie They said you gon stay that way I said, n***a, show you right Motherf**ker, show you right Yuh I'll be grown like my grandaddy one day I'll be swole like my bro, Andy (come another b*t*h and change your wrist woes) I'll be cold like December in Kansas (cold) One day they gon know (gon know, gon know) They don't know you gon blow 'til you make it (no) You don't make it 'til you know you gon blow (they don't make it) When you callin' me askin' for them favors (no) I just say hell nah (hell nah) I just say hell nah Live from southside Raleigh Me and young Mez, we just switched places Just four years ago, I was lost in the land of the snakes Don't ask the Matrix Checkin' my text messages from wifey Thinkin' damn we not gon make it At this rate, I'm bound to break her heart And end up in one of them fake relationships You see on IG with a rapper and some famous chick Where everything look perfect on the surface But just wait a bit That paint'll chip Can't maintain the front, Shade Room gon play the clip And safe to say some sh*t, I should've left the one I came in with For Now what was my point sometimes I go too far Oh yeah, King Mez, you star You got new deal, Doc Dre, new car LA, belly of the beast where they Feast on n***as like us from the Southeast Well here go some game Get you a b*t*h that don't care 'bout the fame Make sure she call you by government name That way you never become what you playin' So many people get lost in this sh*t n***as be frontin' so I'm feelin' sick I'd like to use a lil message from Hov You was who you was when you got in this b*t*h (b*t*h) That's why I brought it back home and I'm posted for good Built me a house so I'm close to the hood Behind the crib is a whole bunch of woods One day my son gonna climb up a tree Momma gon say he remind her of me I'ma reflect on my days in the West And hope my n***a Mez is as honored as me To see The top of the game has still remained himself Bet against him, b*t*h, hang yourself Cole is the goat, b*t*h, hang yourself Is he sh*t, b*t*h, hang yourself Momma used switches, ain't no belt You can yell help but it ain't no help Hell nah n***a Yuh I'll be grown like my granddaddy one day I'll be swole like my bro, Andy (come another b*t*h and change your wrist woes) I'll be cold like December in Kansas (cold) One day they gon know (gon know, gon know) They don't know you gon blow 'til you make it (no) You don't make it 'til you know you gon blow (they don't make it) When you callin' me askin' for them favors (no) I just say hell nah (hell nah) I just say hell nah That Carolina water murky But you give a f**k when you thirsty I was thirsty workin' at TJ Maxx And bad b*t*hes at my workplace Holdin' and foldin' the clothes Go to the aisle, pull up cologne Do me a spray before my manager see me n***a, I ain't plannin' to take this sh*t home, sh*t Back home, when a n***a got the whip We would always say that he got the flows If we ever say that you off the furl That would mean the Off-White got your nose Real man stand, whether right or wrong Can't be lukewarm, only hot or cold sh*t, most n***as got the Rolls Sold they souls like Dr. Scholls Make your visit to the well, dawg Make a wish and never tell, dawg That's my homie from a cell, y'all I should really send him mail, y'all Should be makin' visits to his cell Homie say he good, I can never tell, ya'll Sometimes I wish that we could switch spots What you say? n***a, hell nah
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