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stand so bold 
I ain't J.Cole but sitting on the top 
Am the cream of the crop and I can't be stopped

Hol up chase that dream 
Do it for yourself or do

miss my friends too
Keep working Ant
You're going to be better than
J. Cole and Kendrick
And I know if it's in God's plan
We're going to be together

a savior doesn't come soon I might just be stuck and left in the dark
Rolling and smoking up in the park
Thinking and typing this art
Hoping and and praying

how far, we always come together
And now you girls grown up, lookin' brilliant as ever
I was raised by women, give my praise to women
So this song's

wanna find ur love and find Your heart and find ur soul
And Yk ima give u love that's some Shit that I can't control
I Smoke this j I ain't talking Cole
I

you trip, then I trip
Now we tripping
Motherfucker better come up
With a hella better plan!
Everybody wanna do drill
Everybody wanna
Take it to debate

to find myself but don't know where i should start looking
They ain't J.Cole's smile, but i swear these bitches is crooked
Why pick my brain when you could

rap J Cole and flow like Gunna
I'm versatile you can take it personal if you wanna
I'll still be on the come up
Old school new school I thought we all

She playing Aaliyah like thats her role model
Baby we know you a hoe

Remember that song by J. Cole
One time for Chica-hoes

Hold up, I'm just riding

Hook
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
J.E.V.O.N.......YEA, J

chilly, I was rappin' in bars in Atlanta
Pulled up in a Uber, J Cole he took the Phantom
Goin' Ghost on a buster, my Goyard is mustard
The Cartier crow,

you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come

could make you do that
Like the old J Cole have you asking Who dat
Who dat
Who dat
This that nigga you've been waiting for
Niggas is saying they got flows

less lonely

Killers by J Cole had me thinking of you
I can hear ya voice now when I spit in the booth
You told me "Vo go get it, keep spitting

it the bag is not slow
Your man is not a bro
Anytime I fuck up, my niggas, they never told
Yeah we never made honor role, but got 14 grams
In a J call

cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through

cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through

every night
Fire squad, that’s word to J. Cole 
Maybe I’ll open for him one day I suppose 
And not just Monday, but some day, like B.o.B., who knows
If

never comes back
When under pressure can you handle all that
So the same amount of ice that's
In my rings in my drink
I be filling up my boat
Still I pray

Ya j silent
I am 
He j poppin
Be a lion be bold
They can't pop it
Aye

I am no lord 
No baron 
Nor victor
I'm not a worker of iniquity
I didn't come

But I'm still here silly

I'm rocking by myself
Never needed a hand to hold
Chillin with the music on, blasting J Cole

That kenny now switching

I'm about to go crazy on 'em
Shout out to that nigga J. Cole, man
One of the only motherfuckers I fuck with

They counted me out, as if God don't

and he showing up on the floor 
Staying Ill 
Cole on that J like its Dreamville 
The vibes is on the top with the music I'm tryna sell
Cocoa might be young

down bag it up we bumpin da migos
Talkin bout add it up
Or do I go to studio and kraft me a single
That bump like j Cole or drizzy
I want these bitches