J.Cole, Omen - Enchanted lyrics

Yeah, this is where the

Yeah, this is where the fathers ain't livin'
Least not with us
Might see 'em round the city
And won’t even say wassup
When niggas play tough
Won't even smile in mirrors
And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error
Just a small town nigga, big city hustle
Glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
These were our heroes
Strictly for them zeros
For that Robert De Niro, niggas
Reload on them kilos, uh
Dodgin them people, mad at myself 'cause
I done seen some things that
I’d rather not tell
Shawty smoke crack and her boyfriend too
And sometimes
He touch her daughter how them boyfriends do
Pull up to the club where my boys went too
See that yellow tape and the boys in blue
A nigga on a stretcher
And though I never met you
I'm thinkin', "God bless you
The city tryna get you"

Man, don’t let the city get you
Fuck the horoscopes
Know the ropes like a wrestler
If them bullets wet you
Bet your mama need a tissue
Your face on the front
Of our shirts, screaming, "We miss you"

Come with me run quick see
What do we have here now? Do
You wanna ride or die?
Da da da da, da da da da
Come with me (Da da, da da, da da)
Run quick see (Da da da da da da)
What do we have here now? Do
You wanna ride or die?
Da da da da, da da da da

Yeah, now 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
Then why it's feelin' like a cemetery?
My dreams ain't got no obituaries
My city hurtin' and none
Of us well-equipped here
You heard me say I was ballin’
I probably meant tears i’m tryna get clear
I’m tryna quit fear
Who wrote the scripts here?
These kids live their whole
Life just killing time
Running the race with no finish line
They tryna noose us with they ropes
But I'm finna 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
See a diamond in my mind
I'm tired of seeing dope fiends
Wiping they nose clean
Is my neighborhood just a smokescreen?
I think I'm in the dungeon fam
I see low green
Sons raised by both queens but it's no kings

Come with me run quick see
What do we have here now? Do
You wanna ride or die?
Da da da da, da da da da
Come with me (Da da, da da, da da)
Run quick see (Da da da da da da)
What do we have here now? Do
You wanna ride or die?
Da da da da, da da da da

It seems like niggas either feel you
Or they tryna kill you
I face the sky and hope
That 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 nigga from all this
Pain?" Mama smokin' cocaine as it rains out
Am I to blame? Try to stay sane
So I came outside where they
Rock with them thangs out to clear my mind
The same time they blew that boy brains out
But will it change? It's like niggas is free
But our minds still in the chains
Brothers killing each other
The blood spill, it's a shame
Will it ever slow up?
A lot of niggas getting older
But they never grow up
And do they sons like they fathers
Did and never show up
No need to cry about it
Just another episode of
Life, watch the whole season, nigga
No reruns the devil out here buying
Souls, nigga, no refunds, huh

Man, don’t let the city get you
Fuck the horoscopes
Know the ropes like a wrestler
If them bullets wet you
Bet your mama need a tissue
Your face on the front
Of our shirts screaming, "We miss you"

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 pass, I gotta ball
I gotta ball, I gotta ball
Nigga, I gotta ball