J. Cole - I'm the Man lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - I'm the Man lyrics]
He gonna have the nerve to fucking tell
Me niggas from the south can’t spit?
Bitch I’ll smack your dumb ass
(Fayettenam what up? Carolina what up?)
Stupid ass mother fuckers
(New York, what up? Queens)
I'ma quit talking shit and about show y’all
I told y’all niggas that I’m getting
My bread and going home
I'ma show you all stupid ass motherfuckers
(Coming soon, nigga) dumb ass niggas
The heir to the throne
South nigga bred to the bone
But haters say he fled from his home (Please)
Now picture that
I was 18 with million dollar dreams (yeah)
Moved to Jamaica Queens, like Prince Akeem
But ain’t looking for no queen (nah)
Came to get my cream (yup)
City on my back, I just lift my wings
I’m fly you niggas on my dick, why lie?
Thought them niggas from the
South couldn’t spit, voilà
I’m here humble out of respect, not fear
So please, be clear, nigga please, beware
I’m a motherfucking monster, BS me? (Nah)
No, my hand game like fucking PSP
Now pop the champagne, money is coming soon
My dick do the damn thing
Honey it’s cumming soon
She jerking, bend her over, now she hurting
Living reckless got me thinking of death
Look how she flirting well, fuck that bitch
Man a nigga tryna breathe (yeah)
Some of these niggas be tryna
Dick her down and leave
Rest in peace, y'all boys living too fast
Caught up in the cash
And got shot up in a flash
Ville niggas don’t play
When it comes to that money
Think real niggas won’t spray?
Mid day when it’s sunny
They kill niggas broad day
On some old new jack shit
This rap shit is like tag nigga you not it
So run
Ha ha ah i’m the man, ha ha ha, yeah, hey
I’m the man
I’m the man (I told y'all niggas)
I’m the man
Yeah, uh they say I act like I’m the man
'cause motherfucker I am
Niggas study my style
I should be giving exams
Damn boy I'm so flamboyant with the ensemble
Polo jacket, polo tee, what a fine combo
And I’m the man
Now understand a nigga bossin’ (yeah)
Scheming on that drop top CL but it’s costing
(yeah)
Long term plans for the fam, we’ll be golfing
Never catch a nigga double-crossing
Unless i’m flossing (Woo)
In the streets niggas peaceful
Until you force em'
To quarter back them bullet passes
You could Randy Moss ‘em
Goddamn you niggas got handled
Niggas only publishing, my style got sampled
So I switched like a thick
Bitch with some heels on
I seen a nigga get popped, I feel for ‘em
I know who did it
But you think I’m finna squeal on him?
Shout out to RJ hill I would kill for him
That’s word, nigga observe my genius
E&J sipping got a nigga straight leaning
My DNA dripping while your girl stay drinking
(Haha) i told y’all I’m the man
What the fuck y'all niggas thinking?
Ha ha ah i’m the man, ha ha ha, yeah, hey
I’m the man
I’m the man (I told y'all niggas)
I’m the man
Yea
First and foremost, Fayettenam what’s good?
Carolina, what up? Bull
City, Raleigh, Charlotte, salem
Greensboro, Wilmington, nigga
Everywhere dog, I’m reppin'
From long distance, man
I told y’all boy, i’m bout to get this money
And come home right quick
Y’all niggas still see me tho
You think I’m still there you
Ain’t even know I’m gone back so much, nigga
I hear you all little niggas talking, nigga
Prince of the city, nigga
Prince of the south, nigga, holla at me
Ya know? Heir to the throne, bitch
Me niggas from the south can’t spit?
Bitch I’ll smack your dumb ass
(Fayettenam what up? Carolina what up?)
Stupid ass mother fuckers
(New York, what up? Queens)
I'ma quit talking shit and about show y’all
I told y’all niggas that I’m getting
My bread and going home
I'ma show you all stupid ass motherfuckers
(Coming soon, nigga) dumb ass niggas
The heir to the throne
South nigga bred to the bone
But haters say he fled from his home (Please)
Now picture that
I was 18 with million dollar dreams (yeah)
Moved to Jamaica Queens, like Prince Akeem
But ain’t looking for no queen (nah)
Came to get my cream (yup)
City on my back, I just lift my wings
I’m fly you niggas on my dick, why lie?
Thought them niggas from the
South couldn’t spit, voilà
I’m here humble out of respect, not fear
So please, be clear, nigga please, beware
I’m a motherfucking monster, BS me? (Nah)
No, my hand game like fucking PSP
Now pop the champagne, money is coming soon
My dick do the damn thing
Honey it’s cumming soon
She jerking, bend her over, now she hurting
Living reckless got me thinking of death
Look how she flirting well, fuck that bitch
Man a nigga tryna breathe (yeah)
Some of these niggas be tryna
Dick her down and leave
Rest in peace, y'all boys living too fast
Caught up in the cash
And got shot up in a flash
Ville niggas don’t play
When it comes to that money
Think real niggas won’t spray?
Mid day when it’s sunny
They kill niggas broad day
On some old new jack shit
This rap shit is like tag nigga you not it
So run
Ha ha ah i’m the man, ha ha ha, yeah, hey
I’m the man
I’m the man (I told y'all niggas)
I’m the man
Yeah, uh they say I act like I’m the man
'cause motherfucker I am
Niggas study my style
I should be giving exams
Damn boy I'm so flamboyant with the ensemble
Polo jacket, polo tee, what a fine combo
And I’m the man
Now understand a nigga bossin’ (yeah)
Scheming on that drop top CL but it’s costing
(yeah)
Long term plans for the fam, we’ll be golfing
Never catch a nigga double-crossing
Unless i’m flossing (Woo)
In the streets niggas peaceful
Until you force em'
To quarter back them bullet passes
You could Randy Moss ‘em
Goddamn you niggas got handled
Niggas only publishing, my style got sampled
So I switched like a thick
Bitch with some heels on
I seen a nigga get popped, I feel for ‘em
I know who did it
But you think I’m finna squeal on him?
Shout out to RJ hill I would kill for him
That’s word, nigga observe my genius
E&J sipping got a nigga straight leaning
My DNA dripping while your girl stay drinking
(Haha) i told y’all I’m the man
What the fuck y'all niggas thinking?
Ha ha ah i’m the man, ha ha ha, yeah, hey
I’m the man
I’m the man (I told y'all niggas)
I’m the man
Yea
First and foremost, Fayettenam what’s good?
Carolina, what up? Bull
City, Raleigh, Charlotte, salem
Greensboro, Wilmington, nigga
Everywhere dog, I’m reppin'
From long distance, man
I told y’all boy, i’m bout to get this money
And come home right quick
Y’all niggas still see me tho
You think I’m still there you
Ain’t even know I’m gone back so much, nigga
I hear you all little niggas talking, nigga
Prince of the city, nigga
Prince of the south, nigga, holla at me
Ya know? Heir to the throne, bitch