[Intro]
This right here is not a preview
I need to let it go, yeah
[Verse 1: J. Cole]
This right here is not a preview
Of what the album goin' to bring you, or nothing like that
Sharing things I think quietly, with those that admire me
Remember MTV Diaries? This something like that
I wear my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cookin' beats hoping' to reach like each one you
When I release, trust if you think my sh** is weak
When you see me on the street, then speak, I refund you
This sample was yellin' “loop me”, Ms. Hill please don't sue me
Cause I ain't one of these rappers out here frontin' like he got it, n***a
I ain't f**in' got it, n***a
Throwing thousands in the strip club with Drizzy
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Difference is I'm through four, he's throwing fifty
Lord, forgive me
b**hes saying, “you a rappin' n***a, ain't you s'pose to tip more?”
I don't see no p**y, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip more?
Confessions of a cheap a** n***a,
But I finally put my momma in that E cla**, n***a
And I told her quit her job,
Oh, hold your horses,
If my next album flops it's back to the post office
Both of us, sh**
They're saying that's a real possibility
The thought alone, man, it's k**ing me
[Hook]
I think I need to let it go
I need to let it go
I think I need to let it go, let it go, let it go
I think I need to let it go
Cause nothing even matters
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Anticipating rain, I can't make the same mistakes again
Them 90′s n***as raped the game,
And left us with a battered and bruised b**h, with a few kids
The p**y loose, but the truth is I love her, though
She ain't perfect, but who is?
Hoes saying, Cole, you is
Don't be silly, Ma
Cause really I
Am just a Born Sinner
The opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I predict another winter
Cause I'm finna, drop knowledge like a five per-center
f** the build-a-bird, n***as showing God sent ya
Rhyme with the sk**, as if Nas when to
College on scholarship met ‘pac and said I'm down with ya
And when the wasn't writing rhymes they f**ing lined sisters
Puffin' on swishers, what's up Milan?
Everytime I drop I get the net poppin' like Lebron swishes
Kate told me k** ya, and I gotta respect my Mom's wishes
When I let go this how my mind switches
No looking back, don't even want to see my prom pictures
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long winded
Let me switch it now,
Back to Hell's kitchen now,
Up in Hova office like, he's the f**ing principal
Put me in with Stargate, that sh** was like detention now
Just tellin' my story so dissin' ain't my intention now
Drop a couple hits and all the dumbies pay attention now
A shame when you learn the ins and outs of the game
Reminisce on little Jermaine, in the South
Rappin' out loud, with all the n***as that's cool to you
Just to realize that all them n***as was foolin' you
And they ain't who they said they was
Talk about the streets but, n***a
That ain't really where they was
Acting just like there they were
But who am I to judge?
That's neither here or there
Just know I know, my n***a
I just like bein' aware
If i had one wish, I would f** Tia and Tamera,
At the same time, and put name tags on they titties so I don’t get they name wrong
Screamin' game on
Like Wayne's World, that just came on
I'm rambling now
Five days to finish the album, I'm scramblin' now
Took a break from sampling now,
Just to say a few words to this b**h named Summer
June will make four years since I gave you my number
The Warm Up dropped, I got hot, you called it a cla**ic
And Jay dropped “Autotune”, you wanted him back, sh**
Play my position, the whole while still wishin'
A year later Drake put his key in your ignition
And I told my fellas,
I dropped Friday night lights in the winter just to make her jealous,
Wanted to drop the album in the summer but the label didn't think that they could sell it,
Recoup the first week, I think it ain't sh** they can tell us
Do you agree?
It's been a long time coming this thing between you and me
I can't let it go
[Hook]
[Outro]
June 25th. Born Sinner. b**h.