(Max John)
(Hands up hands up hands up)
Rollercoaster what am I spittin 'bout
Mind like toaster heatin all the way
Like a Chance 3 poster
Feelin' it was our last track and we had to post her
And it blew up, yup
I got everybody wondering wa**up
But they wanna work with me just to make a little beat that the homie think is heat
But I tell em hold up
Yo, Do you wanna go
Rock down to the homie's studio
I tell him "hey I'm on my way should I cop some food?"
But we really wanna make a track fire too
Yeah
These bars so damn mysterious
You know the ones who confused are just delirious, and they ask why I ain't Shakespeare with this, ha are you serious
And I tell you why I really ain't famous
Cause nobody now wanna be nameless
It's cause yo boy here shameless, runnin round I claim this, I hope I never ever use the same twist, soon enough they'll learn what my name is
Yo and I'll tell you what I've never done
Quit dance team cause I drink and I think I'm having fun
Ha I ain't never done that, yo
Share this track homie tell em it's a rap, yo
But it's a fact tho
All these alcoholic girls man they wack tho
Ha but I ain't want no flack tho
(Chorus-J. Cole)
No such thing
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
Love yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing
No such thing
(End of Chorus)
And I'm back at it on this last verse
People say I ain't got talent but y'all worse
Cause I just sampled J Cole vocals and I through em on this logic beat
And the best part about it is I know I just created a masterpiece
Now lemme get real witcha
I went from listenin to ye and Jay I hope I sit witcha
And my boy Ed made a song about real friends
How many of you got em
But if I tried to name all of mine
We'd be standing here till the end of time
They each one of kind they blow my mind they're a damn good find
And I don't spit about no money, women, cars
Yall know I spit the realest bars, bars to mars and mars to the stars
May not be the best at school
But in life I know I'm gonna go far
And I sit down and I write these words
Flyin through em I'm like a bird
And I find it absurd when they say they ain't heard
A rap song that talks about real things
And I ain't gonna lie it kinda stings
People rap about they rings
Materialistic things
Man they act like they kings
But when I'm comin through
They know what to do
They ask me questions about I think
About how to stay in sync or my favorite drink
And before I even blink
They start to say
Damn what a beautiful day
I'm glad I got in your way
And I wish you could stay
But you gotta show to play to get away a verse to slay a price to pay
But thanks for inspiring me
I can't wait to hear those words man
Cause as artists we nothing without the fans
So if you see me the halls with an earphone in
Feel free to have the balls to ask a question
(Chorus-J. Cole)
No such thing
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
Love yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing
No such thing
(End of Chorus)
And imma switch up for my verse
These words are sweeter than a Gucci purse
So when I come in first I'm like a nurse, I heal
The real ones who feel, themselves
In my music hope it sells
They remember this story that he tells, hear the bells, when it tells
And I never thought I'd put it out on this track
And I never thought I'd put my words on this mac
People having my back, these words they attack
The ones who are fake, the ones who lack
Real fact
And thanks for lovin Feelin it wow
Last time I checked it's up to 3 thou, ha, how?
Thanks for coming with me on this journey
Freedom of Original Language
No such thing
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