J. Cole - Kenny Lofton lyrics

[Intro] Hurt, to think that you lied to me Hurt, way down deep inside of me And it breaks my heart… [Verse 1: J. Cole] Get paid a pretty penny for my thoughts Im Hardaway with grammar, Im hot They only care 'bout a n***a when he hand the rock Or when he dishing the pill, or when he grippin' the steel Bailing out my brother, telling the lawyer “get the appeal” With the flick of the pen write the check and he out Two years later he be at my shows checking me out Know he proud of lil bro and how my records be out Flashbacks to childhood when he was deckin' me out Now it's clear lil Maine is the best mc out Hands down, flow water, can't drown sponsored links My flow father, go harder, Cole smarter Shout out to fiends in Queens, I'm team no daughters [Bridge] I seen it all at this young age The only thing left to do is die and hit front page Should I knock on wood and pray like God forbid These hoes be poppin' pills, these n***as be poppin' sh**, b**h [Hook] Pac on the mic in his prime They only care 'bout a n***a when he writing a rhyme, boy Kenny Lofton you feelin' my pace? They only care 'bout a n***a when he stealin' the base It's like I'm Wilt the Stilt, I'm f**ing them all They only care 'bout a n***a when he dunkin' the ball And it breaks my heart The world's staged and I'm just playing my part [Verse 2] Just caught fire like a young Richard Pryor with unforgettable quotes They only care 'bout a n***a when tellin' a joke Or when he's sellin' his dope They tell the reverend “Man, I rather get to heaven with dope Then live in hell and be broke” Shout out to black man who beat the odds by yellin' for hope Today he asked if I could Twitter y'all and tell you to vote My n***a, how could I knowing what I know It's a game of charades, masquerade for the dough Read the teleprompter these n***as is actors on the low Yeah I voted for the n***a cause he got the best show Like I got the best flow On your mark, set, go Mama got us out the hood but we still [Bridge & Hook] [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] I said, you wouldn't know the truth if it was right there in your face See I can't explain the feeling when feds surround your place In that PJ Rose, I drink that sh** by the case Like somebody pray for me, Reverend Run, Pastor Mase See I do this for my homie he got caught with a soft eight When I say a soft eight, yeah that's two less than ten If they let him out today he gon' do it all again Say he lost the first time it won't stop until he win Street life will have you drunk, Im talkin serious Gin Screamin' Scarface, but we all know how that ends Every word is like dope, you can snort it like lines If I said it, then I meant it, they reciting' every line If I had to write a book, it would be the Life & Times Every verse is that work, you can weight it like a nine You see I lost a lot of n***as and it broke my heart Life is staged I just play my part [Hook]