[J. Cole - 1] Momma I just a man My body still trembling can you feel my Don't shed no tears, it won't be long they find out it was me momma This may be the last time you see me ma Don't spend it You did your best, me I was blessed, know you were tryin' To me out the streets, me ducking police Tryin' not to make a peek to wake you up out sleep A and high fool a class, fluncking high school I know you taught me better, somehow I learned Said I was playing with fire, somehoe I burned You tried to set me straight, somehow I permed You tried to show me but somehow I never turned in a cloud of marijuana, are you sane dummy Dry your face mommy, your not to for me See I'm a man, I gotta whatever came for me At I wonder 'bout my father Would it for me if he was around? Would I be running round with the lowlife's Bum ass n-ggas no jobs, no them n-ggas killed for no price I watched his life flash before his like a strobe light I pulled the momma Tryna be hard, I aint mean to kill the momma But done is done I'm on the run, I live my life like a now it's way too realer Who woulda thought baby boy woulda grew up to be a killer
Yeh, now I'm a Guess I'm a got me in here with the killers Yeah I the killers
[J. - Verse 2] I whats in store for me Lately stressing, pray for blessings, hope that there's more for me just a simple life N-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing life Gave up the jump Work on the shot Who woulda thought I to block this n-ggas lay ups Now he's in a cell up I wish you well, up Like This can make a n-gga fold like a laundry mat I sip this cognac though to ease my from all this pain and so that I slow, in this fast world Slow n-ggas, girls Hoes give up ass while these ho hold triggers on 'em Hold up old checker flag for 'em lines by the do not park sign It's deep, all these cold hearted holding heat I'd rather blast before they a n-gga Tell 'em now boy, don't make me into a killer
Yeah, into a Don't me turn into a killer Yeah, to a killer, yeh yeh
[J. - Verse 3] To who had love for me in the past Who woulda time would fly by so fast I remember back in we used to make believe it was draft day Swore that we would make the league, be Saturday morning had to rake the leaves, shit Watch how pile up like a mile up I was the on my hand than I dial up my best friend Skating ring is where we tonight And if a n-gga disrespect, yes we ready to In retrospect that shit seemed At the time, the shit was Cause life was all about your You had to scrap any n-gga that would call you lame Ashamed no doubt, so many go they brains blown out Snatched a n-gga chain and he got his name rolled out in body in a cemetary Another young n-gga in the And he don't give a f-ck no Rap visionary, paint a picture n-gga you what it is, I'm a dictionary I knew a n-gga that threw his d-ck in every chick in every that he went to Went hard the rent do Till he met the wrong bitch, man just home ex-convict And he on with that Thriller Shit, f-cking around with them
yeah, them killers F-cking with them killers Say I'm a