J. Cole - The Ojays lyrics

[Produced by Nervous Reck] [Verse 1: J. Cole] At the stop sign, I looked both ways, pumpin' Ojays My pops put me on that, catchin' a contact And weed blew from the backseat, two n***as I just met A month ago, I'm starin' in the rearview, suspect I catch a screwface from one of them two-faced n***as I'm wonderin' how these two snakes ever snuck in my crew Wait, they knew Filthy, now these clowns in the back of my ride But I ain't mention Nervous on the pa**enger side He tipsy yellin', "Yo my 10 G's in the trunk plus yours I know you young but this the most dough you've seen thus far" I tried to smile but barely did, I glanced in the backseat Feelin' like these cats got plans to attack me But maybe that's weed smoke makin' me so Paranoid of some snakes, Nervous asked me was I straight Said it's written on my face, what was up? Eyes motioned to the back, I said "nothin' much" I turned the CD up, a coincidence, Ojays, backstabbers I laughed at the irony, them n***as still eyein' me It must have been the alcohol cause suddenly I shouted "Y'all know this is your favorite song, what the f** you poutin' for?" Nervous told me chill out, them n***as just smiled One turned to his man, started whisperin' loud I couldn't tell what he was sayin' though I turned around and said "You got somethin' to say, then say it, ho" And before I knew it, mad movement, both them n***as popped out gats Reply "pull the f** over, n***a, how 'bout that?" f** man I knew these n***as was some fake a** vests Couldn't trust as far as I could smell their stank a** breath I pulled over to the side, looked at Nervous I guess he sobered up, they told us open the trunk and get out slowly Said "let me see your hands, show me And if you make a move for your weapon, it's over, homie" I wished we had one but wasn't packin' Bad mistake as this n***a pistol whipped my face and I ate pavement Grabbed the cash out the trunk, hopped in the front Me and Nervous helpless as [?] We just stood there, shocked, pride hurt, plus our pockets Told Nervous, "Time to mobilize", he looked at me and nodded Yeah, pride hurt, plus our pockets Told Nervous, "Time to mobilize", he looked at me and nodded [Verse 2: Nervous Reck] f** it, yo, that 20 ain't sh**, are you aiight? Wipe that blood off, here's a handkerchief, you livin' the life Of a criminal now, I should have never brought you 'round I should have never let you drive the car, I should have held you down Cause I know you got a temper, you say what's on your mind They was blowin' smoke up in your face, plus they tried to pry Up in our business, I can't believe it totally went wrong But I ain't tryna blame you, I know this sh**'s my fault See that 20 up in the trunk, it wasn't from a show I lied, I was supposed to off these cats on the low And I was gonna tell you but I ain't want you to know Cause in order to do it right, we had to get close So I figured the best way, take 'em out to get tipsy Let 'em smoke somethin', I thought takin' you with me would Give you a hands on look at my profession It's the underworld, the only way that I relieve aggression And you told me before that you was interested in it Been a minute, I've been watchin' you grow into a menace I know you mad lost, don't mean to speak like this That ba*tard must have found a heat tucked underneath my sh** And when he saw the opportunity he couldn't let it pa** f**, I can't blame him, yo he caught me slippin' bad But we 'bout to get it back and I'ma tell you how Call Bobby, tell him meet us right now, it's goin' down See I left the tank on E, they ain't gettin' more than 5 to 10 miles Up the street, so tell 'em bring the heat Drove off in that direction, 5 minutes later Seen 'em stalled past the intersection, what a relief It all happened, we made it look like a car jackin' Grabbed the bags out the back and you don't want beef It all happened, we made it look like a car jackin' Grabbed the bags out the back and you don't want beef