J. Cole - Enchanted lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Cole] Yea, this is where the Yea, this is where the fathers ain't living At least not with us Might see em round the city and won't even say wa**up When n***as play tough, won't even smile in mirrors And we learn to f** hoes off trial and error Just a small time n***a, big city hustle Glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell These were our heroes, strictly for them zero's For that Robert Deniro, n***as reload on them kilo's Dodgin them people, Mad at myself cause I done seen some things that I'd rather not tell Shawty smole crack and her boyfriend too Sometimes he touch her daughter like them boyfriends do Pull up to the club where the boys went too See that yellow tape and the boys in blue A n***a on a strecther and though I never met ya I'm thinking God Bless ya, they city try and get ya Man, don't let the city get ya f** the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a wrestler If them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue Your face on the front of our shirts saying we miss ya (We miss ya) [Hook: J. Cole] Come with me, Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la Come with me, Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la [Verse 2: Omen] Yea, let's see God I know you only do what's best for me But is it cool if we negotiate my destiny They always tellin' me it's temporary Than why it's feelling like a cemetary My dreams ain't got no obituaries My city hurting and none of us were equiped here You heard me say I was ballin' I probably make tears I'm trying to get clear I'm tryna quit fear Who wrote the scripts here These kids live there whole life just k**ing time Running the race with no finish line They tryna noose us with they ropes But I'm tryna climb I think my foolish pride might become my suicide But I ain't tryna go, no baby And through these lines and quotes you gotta find some hope Cause I ain't dying My words gon' last forever, You can hold the treasure Look inside you can see a diamond in my mind I'm tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean Is my neighbourhood just a smoke screen I think I'm in the Dungeon Fam, I see lo green Sons raised by bo queens but there's no kings (No kings, no kings) [Hook: J. Cole] Come with me, Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la Come with me, Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la [Verse 3: J. Cole] It seems like n***as either feel ya or they try and k** ya I face the sky and hope to God ain't acting unfamiliar You play whatever cards he deal no matter how peculiar They tell me that it's God's will, I'm asking God will ya Heal a n***a from all this pain, momma smoking c**aine as it rains out Am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came out-side Where they rock with them thangs out To clear my mind at the same time they blew that boys brains out But will it change, it's like n***as is free but our minds still in the chains Brothers k**ing eachother, the blood spill it's a shame Will it ever slow up Alot of n***as getting older but they never grow up And do they son's like they fathers did and never show up Don't even cry about it, just another episode of life Watch the season n***a no re-runs The devil buying soul's n***a no refunds Man, don't let the city get ya f** the horoscopes know the ropes like a wrestler If them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue Your face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya Another day, another song, a mother prays Another gone But still we play like ain't nothing wrong Like ain't nothing wrong Cause ain't nothing wrong I'm not as fast, I'm not as tall But before I pa** I gotta ball I gotta ball I gotta ball n***a I gotta ball