J. Cole - Goin Off lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Goin Off lyrics]
Fuck it, aye do or Die, new arrival
Holla at my niggas
You survive you's alive, yo
Now either you follow me and ride
Or you's a rival
The difference between you and I
Is you a model, you posing
But who am I though?
The mulatto out for that lotto
Money coming soon, the newest model
Your crew is hollow
The type of niggas gobble dick
Chew and swallow
Your girl told me shoot in her face
She suicidal
Oh shucks, you niggas is closed, you fold up
I'm from the Ville
Niggas get killed over four bucks
Thank God we made it, my niggas, we grown up
Now we crazy over that bread
Call us the "dough-nuts" uh
More sluts once the money blows up
But them hoes stop if the dough drops
I won't stop though
A chip off the ole' block
I'm from a city where niggas hold Glocks
Leave you looking like old socks, damn
Cops patrol blocks, spotting on us
The boys is rotten, I know they want us
Probably arrest a nigga, get a bonus
You kill a nigga, get promoted
Shit is crazy
Girls getting babies before they get diplomas
So much I just go nuts
Niggas telling me slow up never that
I'm tryna get where that cheddar at
Y'all don't hear me
Always somebody that don't want
You getting cheese, yo
This whole bullshit is like Tom and Jerry
I'm kinda very raw, niggas can't deny facts
If you black they sending you to jail or Iraq
Honor is something you can't sell or buy back
Niggas don't like bragging
They 9-11 fly cats
Hijack niggas, "Get up out your whip nigga
Strip! I want it all- ice on
Your wrists and the kicks, "
This shit happens, I ain't just rapping
Believe it yo they got streets in the city
Police won't even go peep it though, uh
It ain't no secret
Niggas beefing 'cause my ego so big
It got me speaking like I'm
Diesel, like I'm devil, oh
Niggas know my style though
I ain't tweaking, i am lethal though
Have your daddy looking for you
This ain't Finding Nemo though
Let me slow it down, dumb it down
Y'all borin'
The son came up out that womb, yo
A star is born
If real recognize real, y'all are foreign
My team run a play on your
Bitch and we all scoring, yea!
Holla at my niggas
You survive you's alive, yo
Now either you follow me and ride
Or you's a rival
The difference between you and I
Is you a model, you posing
But who am I though?
The mulatto out for that lotto
Money coming soon, the newest model
Your crew is hollow
The type of niggas gobble dick
Chew and swallow
Your girl told me shoot in her face
She suicidal
Oh shucks, you niggas is closed, you fold up
I'm from the Ville
Niggas get killed over four bucks
Thank God we made it, my niggas, we grown up
Now we crazy over that bread
Call us the "dough-nuts" uh
More sluts once the money blows up
But them hoes stop if the dough drops
I won't stop though
A chip off the ole' block
I'm from a city where niggas hold Glocks
Leave you looking like old socks, damn
Cops patrol blocks, spotting on us
The boys is rotten, I know they want us
Probably arrest a nigga, get a bonus
You kill a nigga, get promoted
Shit is crazy
Girls getting babies before they get diplomas
So much I just go nuts
Niggas telling me slow up never that
I'm tryna get where that cheddar at
Y'all don't hear me
Always somebody that don't want
You getting cheese, yo
This whole bullshit is like Tom and Jerry
I'm kinda very raw, niggas can't deny facts
If you black they sending you to jail or Iraq
Honor is something you can't sell or buy back
Niggas don't like bragging
They 9-11 fly cats
Hijack niggas, "Get up out your whip nigga
Strip! I want it all- ice on
Your wrists and the kicks, "
This shit happens, I ain't just rapping
Believe it yo they got streets in the city
Police won't even go peep it though, uh
It ain't no secret
Niggas beefing 'cause my ego so big
It got me speaking like I'm
Diesel, like I'm devil, oh
Niggas know my style though
I ain't tweaking, i am lethal though
Have your daddy looking for you
This ain't Finding Nemo though
Let me slow it down, dumb it down
Y'all borin'
The son came up out that womb, yo
A star is born
If real recognize real, y'all are foreign
My team run a play on your
Bitch and we all scoring, yea!