J. Cole - Get Away lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Get Away lyrics]
I wake up, hop out the shower spray cologne
On while I'm dressing
They hollering 'bout recession so my
Niggas out here stressing but bitch
I'm live and breathing so to
Me that there's a blessing
See life is like a test that I
Ain't never got no F in
Stepping out today, I gotta leave
The crib, Momma stressing out, i pray
That ain't nobody gon' pull the
Weapon out and spray
'Cause, I don't got no strap
And ever since we hit depression
Niggas don't know how to act
In fact, there goes some
Niggas there, hating, i feel the stare
Me verse you shining
That's like a diamond and silverware
Let y'all feel the glare I gotta go now
I'm riding through the city with
The windows rolled down
Shorty hollered, so I pulled up
Beside her, I'm fronting
"What's your name?"
She told me, "Boy, you know me
Don't play no games
Now, look, they say you're blowing
Up, hey is it true, fired up?"
I say, "Girl
They wasn't kidding like they tubes tied up"
I'm hollering hey good God, what a day
I gotta say it feels good to get away
Where ain't nobody stressing over shit
They got to pay
Ay tell me what's work without play
All my niggas hollering hey
Good God, what a day
Hey baby girl, tell me can you get away?
Where ain't nobody hollering 'bout the
Problems of the world
It's just me and my favorite girl
Now all around they holler
Okay so word been spreading
That I done jetted to New York
I was up there doing my thing
So now some folks I used to
Know is hollering out "J cole!"
I got to chuckle 'cause I know
They used to say Jermaine, so who changed?
What's in name though
When niggas can't hang on your shoestrings?
The flow insane plus I got that flamethrow
That Liu Kang even in the winter we bring
Feelings of summer Suzanne
We get them hooked like T-Pain
And scoop them hoes like loose change
Can you blame me? I'm just a
Boy straight out the Ville
These wangsta-ass niggas getting played
Out for real you acting like you trill
Nigga you bet' not!
You talking out your ass
You finna get your head rocked
This is where they shooting sideways
Boys getting blazed
Can't afford to fly so we
Get high to get away
Now come here ladies, see we
Tryna get you loose, pour it up
Take this juice, we gon' mix
It with this Goose, don't throw it up
I'm hollering hey good God, what a day
I gotta say it feels good to get away
Where ain't nobody stressing over shit
They got to pay
Ay tell me what's work without play
All my niggas hollering hey
Good God, what a day
Hey baby girl tell me can you get away?
Where ain't nobody hollering 'bout the
Problems of the world
It's just me and my favorite girl
Now all around they holler
Yeah, hey yeah, hey yeah