J. Cole - Note to Self lyrics

One, two, three, four ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

And wherever we go and whatever we do
And whatever we see and whoever we be
It don't matter, it don't matter
I don't mind 'cause you don't matter
I don't mind 'cause I don't matter
(And don't shit matter) You'll see in the end

I've got a feeling that
There's somethin' more
Something that holds us together
Something that holds us together
The strangest feeling but I can't be sure
Something that's old as forever
Something that's old as forever
Love, love, love, love

And wherever we go and whatever we do


And whatever we see and whoever we be
It don't matter, ahh, it don't matter
I don't mind 'cause you don't matter, ay
I don't mind 'cause I don't matter
(And don't shit matter) You'll
See in the end, ahh!

Yeah, nigga, Forest Hills Drive
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! That's
It, we made it, baby!
As we speak, the last sample just cleared
Thank you to whoever in Japan
Just cleared that shit
Turn my vocal up and turn the
Headphones down a little bit
I gotta do my thank yous man
I, I didn't have enough time to
Turn in my thank yous
For the, for the artwork, so fuck it
I'ma do it right now
This is the, this is the credit's
This is roll credit's nigga if you don't
If you don't wanna sit through the credit's
Get your ass up and walk
Out the movie theatre
First and foremost, my entire
Dreamville team, thank you, man
Before that, I'm buggin', thank you
God! Oh my God
Everything happened too perfectly
And in line, this whole thing
Thank you, God, thank my Dreamville family
Mez who fuckin' sleep right now
That nigga ain't even recording
This thing right now
Nigga's been working hard man
Mez I'm proud as fuck of you man
For real you killed this shit
Ib what up? El Presidente, what up?!
We killed this shit nigga
We killed this shit nigga!
I don't give a fuck if
We sell three copies nigga
We killed this shit nigga!
My nigga Adam, I'm proud of y'all man
For real
Ron Gilmore, my nigga, yes, Camille
Yes that's my sister
KC, that's like a father figure right there
KC I love you man my brother Ced, wow
We done came a long way from the Ville
My nigga Gray's Creek
My nigga Felton, you killed it
You killed that Friday Night
Lights shit nigga
And you killed this one too man
I shoulda been coming to you man, hahah
You only do the classics though
That's what it is, for real
My nigga Mike Shaw shiggity
You already know where he at right now
Posted up somewhere in DR my nigga RJ Trump
Trump gettin' that motherfuckin' bread
You know what it is man
My nigga Diz, I see you
I see your vision, I believe in you
Man i love y'all niggas
Big D, thank you, bruh, for real
(Teddy what up)
(Shotgun) We believe in y'all (Proof)
You and the fiends
My nigga Bassy Badass, Bas, Bas
Bas, I can't believe it, nigga!
(Marquis Jones) You changed your life, man
Keep goin' keep goin', the sky is the limit
Fuck that, man, Super Mookin Fiends
It's Super Mookin Fiends, nigga!
My nigga Depp, you know what I mean?
Razzle Dazzle, ahahah
Elite, Elite, Elite, Elite, what up!
(I'm bored) What up man?
My nigga Reagan put in them hours, baby!
My nigga Omen, man, Elephant Eyes
That shit is a confirmed classic, man
Dreamville, we only did confirmed
Classics so far, that's all we doin'
Yo, Elijah! Ayy, if we go diamond
Nigga you got the triple crown, man, hahaha
First 50, then Usher, nigga
You fuckin' out of here
But we might go wood though
Nervous Reck, man, congratulations
To you, brother, i love you
(At least fuckin' silver, nigga)
FilthE, I love you too, man
I know you feel a way about me
Right now but I love you
Yo, shout to the young niggas, man
Forreal, we blessed to have y'all on board
Man we feel so grateful
Cozz, that Cozz and Effect
Is a mothafuckin' classic, nigga
I'll be ridin' my bike through
Manhattan listenin' to that shit, man
I've been livin' with that shit for
Like the past four days
I finally got a chance to slow down
That shit is a classic, my nigga
Congratulations to you
We don't give a fuck what it sold
I don't even know what that shit
Sold to tell you the truth, man
And I'm proud of you, man
I'm, I'm proud of you and your homeboys, man
Y'all, it's really gon' be great
To watch y'all grow
I'm appreciatin' watchin' y'all grow
More than we did, man!
I get to relive it all again
And actually appreciate it this time
Shout out to the whole
Committee, man tone, Meez, what up?
My nigga Money Makin Matt, what up man?
Treat them boys right, man
Everybody that was involved in
Makin' this album my nigga Jack who's at the
Board right now, what's up, man!?
Yo, you made the album, man!
We gon' live forever, man!
You gotta loop the beat up right
Now though 'cause it can't, ayy, okay
Raph, Wreck-It-Raph
Perfect Sound Studios, LA
We couldn't have did it without you
My nigga Dave Linaburg, Nate Jones, Yolanda
TS kaye Fox came through and killed it
My nigga Quick with the clean versions
Vinylz killed that beat!
My nigga Phonix, oh, that beat is hard!
Dahi brought that beat, who does that?
Pop & Oak, my nigga Pop, thank you, man
And nigga Willie B, I never met you
But you did the beat
!llmind, you killed the beat
Social Experiment
My nigga Jeff on the guitar
You know what I mean?
Nuno did the mothafuckin' strings
I appreciate that shit, man!
We gon' pay you
Hey the horn players that came through
I don't know y'all names but
Y'all killed that shit, man
We was lovin' that shit!
CharGaux, the girls on
The mothafuckin' strings
We appreciate it, that session
Was a little wild, i ain't gon' lie
Uh, maybe that was my fault
I set y'all up with Wreck-It-Raph
But, it's all good, we still killed it though
And all the mothafuckin'
Samples that cleared, thank you
Y'all be tryin' to give a nigga
A hard time on the samples, man!
I'ma go to the fuckin' Supreme Court
And try to make this shit easier for
Niggas like me to clear these samples, man
If you made the fuckin' music
And you made the art
And you put it into the world
I should be able to use it
However the fuck I want
I'ma pay you, I'ma give you a percentage
But, you shouldn't be able to tell
Me I can't use it
Yeah, that's fuckin', that's fucked up, nigga
You was inspired by the world
Allow the world to be inspired by your
Shit and to use your shit
So all them people like The fucking Doors
Or whoever that don't let niggas
Use they shit: fuck that, man
It's 2014
2015 by the time you might hear this shit
Fuck that, man, we movin' on
Man, shout out Drizzy Drake, Kendrick Lamar
Wale i'm so happy to be peers with y'all
Niggas and consider y'all niggas friends
And I'm sorry I had to come
Snatch the crown right quick
I had to do it to show niggas
It ain't no more motherfuckin' crowns man
We gotta be the example
We gotta show these niggas man
It's love at the top can't you believe
It's crazy to believe we sitting right here
In these motherfuckin' seats right now
Fifteen years ago
We was lookin' at these niggas
Like, "Man we gotta be these niggas!"
Now we those niggas
But, it's our responsibility to show these
Niggas man it's love up here
Niggas want beef, niggas want drama
Fuck that we comin' together
Shout out to everybody in Ferguson
Right now still ridin', still ridin'
Everybody else asleep, y'all still ridin'
And it's bigger than Ferguson
Man that shit is fuckin' nationwide man
We gotta come together, look at each other
Love each other
And feel like we are one another
We share a common story nigga
That shit is pain, struggle
And guess what man? We can come together
And that's one things that's gon' do it
That's love i'm just telling y'all
That's a Public Service Announcement
Back to this shit, yo
ByStorm, I love y'all niggas man
No matter what wayne, Just, Mark, Gucci
You my big brother forever
It don't even matter the business nigga
It's bigger than that mK, thank you man
You came on board and killed it
Natalya, what's up?! My nigga Julius Garcia
I already shouted you out
But, I shouted out your alias
And I just put your
Whole government on record
And this gon' live forever
Tisha, Tisha, you know I love you, Tisha!
Future the Prince
Thank you for those conversations
Man I needed that
Roc Nation damn, we feel like
A family now man, forreal
It was always family but it's so ill to
See us come together on this album
Thank y'all very much man
Thank y'all for believing
I know this is a scary idea
I don't know if it's gonna work or not
As I speak i don't gave a fuck man! I'm
Just happy we did this shit
Shout out to Nelly, Ted, Christina
Chaka I love you, Jeff what up?, Jay Z, Hov
Holla!
Jay Brown, what up?! Rich Kleiman, Ty Ty
My nigga Emory, you know what it is
Shout out to Interscope, yeah, Joey IE
'preciate you
Janet, Gary, Steve Berman, yeah
Columbia, we love y'all man
Damn, I'm runnin' out of breath and shit
I'm sad this is my last album with Columbia
It's not my fault it's all contractual
But I love the fuck out of y'all
We made relationships there that
Ain't never going away (Lisa Wiggins)
And you never know what the future holds man
We hope we can do business some day
April, thank you very much, baby
Ayelet, you are a legend, we fuckin' love you
CJ, same to you man
Y'all been killin' this shit for years
Thank you man, thank you
Rob Stringer, thank you, sir, Joel Klaiman
Yessir the whole sales team, production
Marketing team my man B Nolan who drove us
Around in a fuckin' van
And a SUV, and showed us
All about the radio game, man
And we ain't had no hit's
All we had was fuckin' "Who Dat"
Tryin' figure this shit out man
And I figured it out
B Nolan, I finally figured it out
I know you like "Damn
This nigga talking to me?"
I'm talking to you man
'Cause you used to hear us
Stressin' over this shit
And I finally figured it out, man
Don't none of that shit matter yo
I came all this way, all
The way from Fayetteville, north Carolina
Went to New York City got
This motherfuckin' record deal
Put out some classics, put out some singles
Had my ups, had my downs
Came all this way just to learn one thing man
Only one fuckin' thing matters
And that's your happiness
And the only way you gon'
Get to that happiness
Is through love, real, genuine
Motherfuckin' love man
Not the fake shit, not the Hollywood shit
Not the niggas giving you props so
You think you the shit
Not motherfuckers knowing you so
You think you famous
Not niggas seeing your whip and
They want your whip
So you feel good 'cause they want your whip
Or they want your bitch, so
You feel better, fuck that, real love
Where your crib is at nigga
Where your heart is at
Where your home is at, where your mom is at
Where your girl is at
Mimi, what up?! I'm fuckin' up my words
I don't care
How am I not gon' shout out Mimi man?
Fuck that shit, keep the tape
Rollin', we still goin', wassup man?!
Forest Hills Drive, we gon' do this shit
If you ain't listening to this shit
I don't give a fuck
Nigga it's the fuckin' credit's
Don't nobody stay for the
Movie credit's anyways man
My mama, ohhh! I love you!
I'm so grateful and blessed to have you
Still in my life
A lot of people ain't got their
Mothers in they life still
And I recognize that I'm blessed
Mama, I love you, Zach I love you
My pops I love you james Cole, I love you
Jackie I love ya, my whole family, I love ya
I'm so grateful man, thank y'all
It all came full circle and I had
To put this shit out in 2014
We barely made, yo Ib
We barely made it nigga
We barely fuckin' made it but
We fuckin' made it man
Fuck y'all, but I love y'all
At the same time man, hoo!
Man look, y'all really wanna know who did it?
I'ma tell y'all who did this shit man
Man, Dale Earnhardt Jr dawg
I'm, yo, I'm never gon' forget
This is gonna sound crazy
But, I'm never gonna forget that
Shit you told me, yo
For real, Dale Earnhardt Jr man
Thank you dawg from the bottom of my heart
That shit you said to me changed my life man
And I ain't gon' never forget, ever forreal
For real Dale, from me to
You, you my nigga man, forreal
I love you boy and Jonah Hill! Oh
Jonah Hill! How could I forget Jonah Hill?!
Yo, that shit you told me when
We was in the elevator
Nigga, that shit changed my, ahahah
I'm just fuckin' playin'
I don't know either one of those two dudes
Hahaha
I don't know either one of them niggas
It just was, it was, I was in the moment
I just lied, I don't give a fuck
2014 Forest Hills Drive, ahaha
Cole World man, thank y'all for listening
If you made it this far
Then I really fuck with you
Until the next time
I don't know when that's gonna be but
One love baby!

Love, love, love, love