J. Cole - I'm Gone lyrics

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J. Cole - I'm Gone lyrics

[J Cole - Verse 1] I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I dont trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash if the police run up on me I aint stopping for their a** boy you know my Ls dirty if they stop me Im goin to jail surely Ill be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me man let me out send me back to b**hes that smell Purdy (pretty) and all I gotta do is call once and shell be all ready yeah buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell I dont even open my mail Im in the shower with soap on the towel I need cleansing bad b**hes all on the prowl they need Benzes p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching they names aint even mentioned I got dreams bigger then your whole team You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so green I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting plenty money one time for the city, yea two times for you hey and one time for the city, hey two times for you hey [J Cole - Verse 2] Look kid, its raining outside boy f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy they guns dumb bell a n-gga tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace we tired of only having just a peace and f-ck policing, they k**ing n-ggas whats the reason his daughter starving and she f-cking freezing so no wonder why he f-cking squeezing they out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo bullets wet you like a semen on a hoe breathing slow man I inhale one day you tryna make rent, next day you in jail lord knows he meant well so I take the pencil and write like a pen pal Some sh** thats darker than the tints up on the windshield welcome to sinville where n-ggas on base sh-t is looking like an infield high as a Sprint bill what you think, thats the reason why this ink in my pen k**s phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch Ive been real one time for the city, yea two times for you hey and one time for the city, hey two times for you hey [Verse 3] The more n-ggas sayin Cole the wrong one bringin the city shine All he ever doin is paintin pictures of crime Tellin stories of pain, paintin pictures of dope b**h if you listen Im paintin pictures of hope That boy in cla** embarra**ed because he broke Hopin the day he wont be the bu*t of somebodys jokes See me; I lived it all from dirt-poorin and trailer Worried about my mother and never trustin my neighbors To middle-cla** with a backyard and my own room To bein the only black kid in my homeroom academically gifted and followed my own rules Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home soon Was out chasin hos, was out hoopin Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet they was foul shootin So meet the newest role model who dont know how to fake this sh-t Never sold a rock and look I made it b**h [Hook] One time for the city, yea two times for you hey and one time for the city, hey and two times for you hey [Outro] Girl its been so long, Ive been gone from you But you aint gotta worry bout the thangs I do Its hard but the thought of you would ease my pain Girl I promise they gon know our name Aint seen you smile in awhile But I been dreamin bout you

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