Correction Paroles Hell Nah* par J. Cole

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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****s 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 she late (f**k)
I'm in a house n***a, Bill Maher
And some legends 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 South side, Rally
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****s 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****s 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

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****s 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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