J. Cole - 2Face lyrics

Hey, I got a dollar and a dream
It's all a nigga got so it's about that green
And I'm all up in that spot, hey

Yeah, the mental state of a
Young black genius conflicted
The fast life I done seen
On the screen is addictive
Money and clothes I done dreamed about
And all the hoes that I fiend about
Ay, tell me am I wrong for
Visualizing material shit I never had?
Waving gats instead of flags
The American Dream
Why do we cling to the villains
Knowing they kill 'em?
My niggas high enough to
Swing from the ceiling
Ink from the pen spilling on my notebook
Filled with dreams, this is my hope book
Still the screams from little girls shot and


Killed fill my head on the daily
At times I question God
Can you blame me? They can’t tame me
My voice screech through the streets
I'm a beast on 'em oh, no, he will not fold
You will not see a crease on him
He will not slip or lose his grip
They got them cleats on him
But never will he run unless
You call police on him

One time, two times, three times
Sometimes I scrap
Sometimes I'm throwin' up the peace sign
It's two sides to a nigga though
I said it's two sides to a nigga, yo
Ay look, sometimes I'm feeling high then
I'm feeling low lord, will I die? Will I
Survive? Let a nigga know
You say you know me but what
Side did you get to know?
It's two sides to a nigga, yo, yo, yo

Yeah, some pussy niggas pulled out
On me and my mans wasn’t for the pistol
We drop 'em right where he stands
But still we never ran
Foolish pride made us stand right there
Not understanding we could lose
Our life there and then it hit us
Thinking 'bout the close calls
From long distance
Uh, as lil niggas in the 'Ville
We was trippin
Type of nosy ass niggas to watch
The fight until it's over
They ran when the gats came out
I moved closer
Foolish, what was I thinking? Wasn’t
Trying to be cool, it's
Just the thrill of the danger
Get so filled up with anger
When a stranger get to violating
He sleeping on me wide awake
Bitch I'll annihilate him
I'm tired of waiting on my
Ticket out this muh'fucker
Hope they don’t kill me before I
Get up out this muh'fucker i gotta go
Now can I be that nigga I
Thought I was? I gotta know
Will I make it like I thought
I would? I gotta blow

One time, two times, three times
Sometimes I scrap
Sometimes I'm throwin' up the peace sign
It's two sides to a nigga though
I said it's two sides to a nigga, yo
Ay look, sometimes I'm feeling high then
I'm feeling low lord, will I die? Will I
Survive? Let a nigga know
You say you know me but what
Side did you get to know?
It's two sides to a nigga, yo, yo, yo

Yeah, I seen Heaven, seen Hell
The two faces of the Ville
One side dreams, the other side's real
One side schemes, the other side deals
What the pain brings
Another mother cry still
Why the fuck am I here, God?
That nigga died
Why the fuck am I still alive?
I feel ashamed 'cause the good Lord done
Brought all this success to me
And all I seem to focus on
Is all this stress on me
Blessed homie, we breathin'
Cold world got me sneezing
Wrote this when I was broke
So hey I guess we even
Throwin' blows, fighting demons
Tryna stop from bustin' semen
In an unfamiliar bitch
I know my niggas feel this shit
How could I fuck her raw? And
I just met the ho my dick took over
It ain't never felt this wet before
I'm stressing in my mind but it's
Way to late to stop it
Make this shit so bad
I had a condom in my pocket
Let's change the topic, before I go berserk
I’m so alert riding down 95, nah
I ain't finna to go to work
I’m headed back home, ain't staying that long
I’m chasing dreams shawty
I'm paying back loans
I’m paying dues that a nigga paying tax on
I'm tryna blow like a nigga playing saxophone
I'm playing daddy to another nigga daughter
Don’t worry
Even Jesus never saw his real father
It don’t bother me at all though
Yeah, say it don’t bother me at all
They got me thinking 'bout my mom though
Man, I can't wait to sing this song
I'll be like, I'll be like

Hey, don’t cry, hey oh no
'Cause we ain't gotta worry 'bout
The money no more
We ain't gotta worry 'bout how
The bills get paid
We ain't gotta worry how the meals get fed
Don’t cry, hey oh no
'Cause we ain't gotta worry 'bout
The money no more
We ain't gotta worry 'bout how
Them bills get paid
We ain't gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey, hey hey