Dreamville - Freedom of Speech (feat. J. Cole) lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[Dreamville - Freedom of Speech feat. J. Cole lyrics]
Came through with a bad
Bitch in tight britches
Made the ho book her own flight
I'm type vicious
Black boy fly, stupid racks
Oysters on my plate
So much bread I think I got white privilege
Access to five-star rooms and white bitches
I dreamed it like Bing Crosby
Dreamed a white Christmas
After shows fuckin' on the
Slutty snow bunnies
I done came to the conclusion
That I only like sisters
And that might be a hard pill
To swallow for a few
She had dreams of fuckin' Cole and
Еven her father would approvе (Yes, honey
You can fuck him) Look what
A dollar bill'll do
Made them bougie bitches workin' up
In Prada smile at you
Yeah, I know you hate a nigga
But I'm still smilin' too
(Will that be all, sir?) That'll do
Get-money attitude
You weren't 'posed to catch
No feelings, bitch, we had a rule
Netflix when you come through, they ask
"You niggas still watchin'?" on the TV prompt
She give me dome, I catch some Zs
I call her ZZ Top
I keep it PG when you see me
But I hee hee not you go against the mob
You might just get your pinky chopped
I can't believe he think he
Hot and his CD flop
Hey, I done seen too many
White folks in dashikis, stop
Cole, bitch, the flow switch like every fall
I was very poor
Now I ball like a young Demi Moore
Henny pour on any floor
Pain seepin' out my memories' pores
Lord forgive me for the times I didn't follow
It was reflected in my music
All my shit was hollow
But now I spit with hollow tips
And follow with the pyro
I politic, you ride to this
Then call out sick tomorrow
I'm ill, fuck how you feel
Don't need no goofy-ass Richard
Mille for your bitch
To tell that I'm rich as hell nigga
You know what I mean?
And that'll be all, ladies and gentlemen
I appreciate you for comin' out tonight
Yes, yes, yes, yes
If you wanna check us next time
Same time, same location (Ha ha haha)
We known to fuck shit up every time
We step on this motherfuckin' stage
That's right and this is just a mixtape (Ha)
You asked for it ib, what up?
Bitch in tight britches
Made the ho book her own flight
I'm type vicious
Black boy fly, stupid racks
Oysters on my plate
So much bread I think I got white privilege
Access to five-star rooms and white bitches
I dreamed it like Bing Crosby
Dreamed a white Christmas
After shows fuckin' on the
Slutty snow bunnies
I done came to the conclusion
That I only like sisters
And that might be a hard pill
To swallow for a few
She had dreams of fuckin' Cole and
Еven her father would approvе (Yes, honey
You can fuck him) Look what
A dollar bill'll do
Made them bougie bitches workin' up
In Prada smile at you
Yeah, I know you hate a nigga
But I'm still smilin' too
(Will that be all, sir?) That'll do
Get-money attitude
You weren't 'posed to catch
No feelings, bitch, we had a rule
Netflix when you come through, they ask
"You niggas still watchin'?" on the TV prompt
She give me dome, I catch some Zs
I call her ZZ Top
I keep it PG when you see me
But I hee hee not you go against the mob
You might just get your pinky chopped
I can't believe he think he
Hot and his CD flop
Hey, I done seen too many
White folks in dashikis, stop
Cole, bitch, the flow switch like every fall
I was very poor
Now I ball like a young Demi Moore
Henny pour on any floor
Pain seepin' out my memories' pores
Lord forgive me for the times I didn't follow
It was reflected in my music
All my shit was hollow
But now I spit with hollow tips
And follow with the pyro
I politic, you ride to this
Then call out sick tomorrow
I'm ill, fuck how you feel
Don't need no goofy-ass Richard
Mille for your bitch
To tell that I'm rich as hell nigga
You know what I mean?
And that'll be all, ladies and gentlemen
I appreciate you for comin' out tonight
Yes, yes, yes, yes
If you wanna check us next time
Same time, same location (Ha ha haha)
We known to fuck shit up every time
We step on this motherfuckin' stage
That's right and this is just a mixtape (Ha)
You asked for it ib, what up?
