J. Cole - Relax lyrics

That Sour Diesel get my mind right Crazy my own homies hating cause I'm almost in that limelight Growing up not having sh** made me grind right n***as trying to jack it now, so I keep my hindsight This is what they been waiting for, but the wait is over You better ask about Lil' Snupe b**h I'm taking over I put my city on my back like my Polo I stunt cause you only live once n***a, YOLO Thuggins ask bout me in the streets, they know I run it This is quality street music, n***as know how I'm comin' Everything I rap I live, it's thuggin' on my side Purp Kush & Sour D is hustling on my side Motivation is money gotta keep it comin' I take a n***as' woman, have her with me getting blunted But she gotta be about business cause I hate the ones who stuntin' I just f** em' then duck em' I don't give them hoes nothin' Streets raised a young man, taught me how to get the doe Daddy never been here, just hope that he get parole Came up in Jonesboro, but we call it "No Hope" Cause it's no hope, the only thing is selling dope Seventeen years old, but I'm on some grown sh** Hate asking so I stay grinding for my own sh** Dream chasing every day, and a n***a won't quit Dollars on my mind cause you know a n***a want it Came back from Cali, with a million dollar plan Gonna grind and turn myself into a million dollar man Gonna take the game over, hope y'all just understand This is my summer, and I'm through without a plan My pistol like winter, but it's hot like summertime Shoot you like Durant, so I guess that it's Thunder time Jonesboro n***a, ask the hood about Snupe f** all the fake n***as, I speak on the truth Middle fingers to the haters, we still gone get the paper I run the game now and I'mma run the game later You n***as' flows getting super old like a SEGA And I'm just getting better every year like the Lakers They know we taking over, get ready cause we on Smoking Reggie is cool, but we be smoking that strong Gotta smoke good just to keep a n***a mind right Watch your b**h cause I might take her with me on that Kush flight Real n***a 'til the d**h of me, I be spitting legacy These n***as they ain't next to me, but they be thinking less of me I'ma speak real until a n***a have to rest in peace Everything I spit be official like a referee I'm focused on a dollar, I'm chasing after Benji But my family ain't right so there's a lot of sh** in me My papa got cancer I just hope he stay with me I took through so much hell I hope that he forgive me My grandma steady getting sick but I just gotta pray Just hope that she keep holding on to see a better day It's truly a blessing when I put a smile on her face She told me "Anything is possible, Snupe just have faith" I gotta get this money cause I can't die broke But sometimes this rap sh** make me really lose hope Especially when I keep losing the ones I love the most Like my n***a Larry cool but damn, why'd he have to go? Damn, why'd he have to go [Outro: DJ Ya Boy Earl]