J. Cole - Keith Sweat (Jodeci Freestyle) lyrics

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J. Cole - Keith Sweat (Jodeci Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse: Young Tero] This might be the realest sh** you ever heard Word, the way I get them all hype for me It's like I don't even live it, like there's a n***a who writing for me And I let all my punchlines do the fighting for me What's crazy is I ain't even really trying These guys think that they eating, just because they team dyin' We k**ed them all Whack n***as can smell what I'm cooking Can't come in my kitchen, I'm baked like beans, but yall just spill them all You n***as 'bout as common as a black iPhone Whenever you aren't around, your girl raps my songs She's always on my line, like she tapped my phone And she let me beat the kitten 'til its a black eye on It, sh**, get-rich-quick schemes and big dreams of being the greatest n***a in hip-hop who tryna save it By telling my story, I'm known to spit that My presence got these women sweating like Jodeci's back [Hook: J.Cole & Young Tero] Jodeci back b**hes screaming like Jodeci back I call the front desk for condoms, she saying they ain't got none The way that I'm responding, she know that we black, n***a Jodeci back f**ing hoes like Jodeci back I paint pictures and flip words A n***a would have thought Def Poetry back [Verse 2: Young Tero] Matter fact, scratch that, I think I'm Keith Sweat Bet I make it last forever Man, I'm better than any of these damn competitors I've never heard of him, nope, not even the slightest word of his existence Me and the Streets got a thing going, commitment And it's still f** the world, like the planet was my mistress b**hes feel like I owe 'em, cause I never show 'em interest In a sense, it's safe to say that they're senseless Wise, man, my bars are gold, frankincense and myrrh We in here, like Jesus in the womb with us Mama crying out his name, know he in the room with us Riding with our squad, like they gone be in the tomb with us We working, of course, somebody got to keep the tools with us Stuck in the grand scheme of things, that's the fool in us Counting money up, only time the school in us n***as here ain't got a home, that explains the ruthlessness [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Tero] I'm just tryna make history, like that was the Most High's plan I won't ever cross the streets, don't ask to hold my hand I gotta represent and show these people what I'm made of Ain't nobody f**ing with me, like I never made love Fear is seeming like the only thing that I'm afraid of I don't care if they hate us, we tryna get our change up All about that paper, that's part of the lesson And I'm the answer to everything that's part of the question You can see my team strong, we don't do no flexing And when it comes to these tracks, I'm a dinosaur, T wrecks it And to think, I was considering a break These n***as want beef, well, I'm considering the stakes See, I ain't got a problem, if you haters can't add it up Cause I got goons that keep the fire, no Donald Trump Name a team that's flyer than the Pilots p**y stay wet around us, I'm feeling like an island [Breakdown: Young Tero] No one child should have all of this power, bruh Take a losing team and turn them n***as to the Mighty Ducks Take a quiet girl and make a p**nstar out of her Take a p**nstar and take the p**nstar out of her Take a who*e and I could turn her to Michelle Obama I am so grade A, make them wanna tell they mama Counting them Franklins, while I'm bumping Aretha Making sure my ducats stay high like Wiz Khalifa I'm a dreadhead n***a with some anime features Smartest kid in cla**, astounded all his teachers I do this for my mom, I do this for my father I do this for Cy'Ron, I do this sh** for Tikka I burn green and listen when the Lord talking to me Moses of the Rap Game, I got to free my people I ain't perfect, but I'm giving my all Girls who hated me grew into women to call They always said, "Sure, Tero's different and all But he's a lame, he won't ever get in the drawls" Broad please, I'm the sh**, you've never been in the stall All my n***as riding with me, like they been in the car And I'm the real deal, like I been in a jar Beyonce told ya I'm a soldier, I been in the war I ain't stopping, all I know is accelerate The highest technique, get elevated then meditate

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