world is empty
Singer:j. cole
you niggas need to be out there and smoking something man
you know what i'm saying?
won't stop to the race is won
niggas who be rapping how real they are
usually turn out to be the fakest ones
carolina where i made it from
cold world no blanket son
girls fast how jamaican run
puffin on the city where the lakers from
so high everything is a ha ha from me
dreamin of the days of a drop 500 and a bad bitch that will go to popeyes for me
you can never tell me that i'm not hungry
if you ever felt what's inside my tummy
is the lord up top with a stop watch for me?
hope not. hope not. hope nothope not
i'm just trynna make it my nigga
a wise nigga told me don't chase that cash
follow your heart you'll make that fast
does a stripper love to shake that ass or does she wise to erase that past?
got a nigga in her face just gassed like
baby girl why you take this path?
stack in his hand trynna make that last
all she thinking bout is how to take his last
rub tities in his face and laugh
gotta try not to look fake in fact
alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass?
roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear
this ain't the life for you baby let me take you out of here cause. she like
do you know how much mutha fucking money i'm making?
yea my nigga sit back blow in the air
only getting high cause we close to the hell
nigga trynna like like hova oh-well
we broke and that doe coming slow as a snail
hustle hard til there no inhale
hit the block like a postman with mail
my brother got knocked now the hold him in cells
my mom broke but she posted the bail
some how niggas feelin like the sun down even when the sun up!
hear the sound out the window of the gun bust
and you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked
this how niggas was brung up
a mother just trynna raise her sun up
til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
and the governor could'ntgive one fuck
told you niggas cold world no blanket