J. Cole - Good Game lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Good Game lyrics]
Yeah, hey! Hey, I'm just a Carolina nigga
Goin' hard for the 'Ville
I ain't seen six figures but
I feel like a mill'
Cause, I'm fresh up off the deal
Will I chill? Never that!
I'm the hottest nigga out and you
Could tell the devil that
Got that crack! Went from pebble to that Roc
Pedal that so much bass
I mean niggas can't tell where the treble at
On the track, niggas can't
Keep up, they look, they trailin' back
Now these bustas couldn't catch up
Even if Id pedal back won't lose
Bet on that! or be in debt forever
Plus whatever Jigga say, I'm hot
That's like the pot called kettle black
Now these industry niggas like damn
"Jay said all that? "
Same niggas could've signed me
Now they gon regret all that
Bet on that! Bitch, this my beat
Look how I get on that shit
I'm on it like I own it cus I sewn it
Needle and thread
Hip-Hop heads know them drums express youself
Aye look, I tried to school these niggas
They need extra help
I mean they just don't get the message dawg
No text could help
And now I'm on some 'fuck you niggas'
Go molest yourself
I'm tryna ball til I fall, catch myself
Then ball again
Fall to the floor, dust myself
Do it all again pardon him, sick nigga
Never been a bitch nigga
Spit it for them ones like me
Who never been a rich nigga
Had the dream to make a team and
Get up off the bench nigga
You fuckin' with me
Ya odds is slimma then a stick figure
Get bigga nigga
Hey, blood, sweat and tears, I paid my price
Hey, so come and get this good game
Aye you should come and get this good game
Hey, hey
I pray for days and nights I gave my life
Hey, so you can come and get this good game
Think you should come and get this good game
Hey heeyy
Yeah i'm just a down south nigga
Lil' east coast flow
From the concrete jungle where
The trees don't grow from the 'Ville
Where the motherfuckin' streets so cold
Nigga I could show you streets
Where police won't go
We just tryna get a piece, my nigga we so po'
Why you lookin' at him
Wonderin' why he sold dope
Or why she smoke crack? Or why he tote gats?
Gotta stay up on your toes cus
If your feet both flat
A nigga heat gon' clap
Your heartbeat go flat
The Lord giveth and he taketh
Well he repo'ed that
They don't quiver, they don't shake
Man they just reload gats
So much beef for a nigga to
Have a feast on that
Now a nigga like myself ain't
Had to keep no gat
But nowadays mo'fuckers is weak, won't scrap
So them OG's tell a nigga, "Please
Roll strapped"
It's fucked up a nigga man it be's like that
It be's like that
(Hey) and it be's like that (Hey)
Them boys from the 'Ville and
Yeah it be's like that
Goin' hard for the 'Ville
I ain't seen six figures but
I feel like a mill'
Cause, I'm fresh up off the deal
Will I chill? Never that!
I'm the hottest nigga out and you
Could tell the devil that
Got that crack! Went from pebble to that Roc
Pedal that so much bass
I mean niggas can't tell where the treble at
On the track, niggas can't
Keep up, they look, they trailin' back
Now these bustas couldn't catch up
Even if Id pedal back won't lose
Bet on that! or be in debt forever
Plus whatever Jigga say, I'm hot
That's like the pot called kettle black
Now these industry niggas like damn
"Jay said all that? "
Same niggas could've signed me
Now they gon regret all that
Bet on that! Bitch, this my beat
Look how I get on that shit
I'm on it like I own it cus I sewn it
Needle and thread
Hip-Hop heads know them drums express youself
Aye look, I tried to school these niggas
They need extra help
I mean they just don't get the message dawg
No text could help
And now I'm on some 'fuck you niggas'
Go molest yourself
I'm tryna ball til I fall, catch myself
Then ball again
Fall to the floor, dust myself
Do it all again pardon him, sick nigga
Never been a bitch nigga
Spit it for them ones like me
Who never been a rich nigga
Had the dream to make a team and
Get up off the bench nigga
You fuckin' with me
Ya odds is slimma then a stick figure
Get bigga nigga
Hey, blood, sweat and tears, I paid my price
Hey, so come and get this good game
Aye you should come and get this good game
Hey, hey
I pray for days and nights I gave my life
Hey, so you can come and get this good game
Think you should come and get this good game
Hey heeyy
Yeah i'm just a down south nigga
Lil' east coast flow
From the concrete jungle where
The trees don't grow from the 'Ville
Where the motherfuckin' streets so cold
Nigga I could show you streets
Where police won't go
We just tryna get a piece, my nigga we so po'
Why you lookin' at him
Wonderin' why he sold dope
Or why she smoke crack? Or why he tote gats?
Gotta stay up on your toes cus
If your feet both flat
A nigga heat gon' clap
Your heartbeat go flat
The Lord giveth and he taketh
Well he repo'ed that
They don't quiver, they don't shake
Man they just reload gats
So much beef for a nigga to
Have a feast on that
Now a nigga like myself ain't
Had to keep no gat
But nowadays mo'fuckers is weak, won't scrap
So them OG's tell a nigga, "Please
Roll strapped"
It's fucked up a nigga man it be's like that
It be's like that
(Hey) and it be's like that (Hey)
Them boys from the 'Ville and
Yeah it be's like that