J. Cole - Return Of Simba lyrics

One day, Simba, the sun will
Set on my time here
And will rise with you as the new king
And this will all be mine? Everything
Everything the light touches

In my freshest J's, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you gonna make me late undressing me
Know you ain't seen me since yesterday
But, see, I got a date with destiny
Cause this the summer that our life change
Hov asked me, "Is you ready for it?"
I looked around at all his nice things
Told him, "Nigga, you already know it"
Bitch, I'm the man of the year
Yeah, yeah, yeah straight through this bitch
Bitch, I'm the man of the year

What you 'sposed to do when the
OG niggas don't get it?
Lost what was once theirs but


They won't quit it homie, it's a new era
Middle finger to the suit-wearers
Lemme show you how to move in a room
Full of dudes that don't got a
Fuckin' clue how to do this
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them
This a Rubik my President is black
But my jeweler's still Jewish
So you know it cost
He makin' a killing off me
Red diamonds he designing got me shining
Spotlight cover my body, my chain blinding
A cop light runner
They wanna but can't find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the same island
Took the whip to the other side of Jamaica
Seen how he was living
Said "I gotta get my weight up"
Formulated my plan, motivated by dreams
Parlayed with my mans, motivated my team
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a foot in"
Being good is good
That'll get you Drew Gooden
But me, I want Jordan numbers, LeBron footin'
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly
You niggas silly like Chris Farley
So like him, you'll be gone too early
Mama hands together like 6: 30
And Cole keep a thick bitch I
Like to call Big Shirley
All my '90s niggas is gon' get it
18 and under
That's prolly gonna take a minute
I'mma be here for a while
None of these clowns can hurt me
I'mma be here for a while
None of these clowns can hurt me
At the time of this rhyme
5 years 'til I know 30
Cole World in the summer brings snow flurries
This next shit is in no way to boast
But my city love breakfast
'cause niggas had toast early
Coach had us doin' jumpin' jacks
Then sent us to the water
Fountain after runnin' laps
My nigga went and grabbed his bookbag
Threw it on his back
And brought it to me just to
Show me he was fuckin' strapped
We was twelve years old
How was we to know better?
I analyzed his life and see that
He was so set up
Live by the trigger, 'cause no father figure
Means you don't got a nigga comin'
'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama bringin'
Home these rotten niggas blowin' reefers
All the teachers do is ride a nigga
So this is who I speak fo'
To give the young niggas somethin'
They could reach fo' you better dream, boy
Yeah, I stunt, but I'm a li'l more realer
When it come from the heart
Don't it feel mo' iller?
Watch my flow go bananas, I'm a li'l gorilla
So pardon me, man
Y'all gon' have to pardon me
They say I rep that 'Ville too much
But that shit just a part of me
It's flowin' out through my arteries, who
Hard as me? You JV, i'm varsity
No field trip, ain't hard to
See, this real shit, you R&B
Seen a movie wit' yo' bitch
In it, and listen it, was starrin' me
(Woo) That boy Simba crazy
Hotter than Ike Turner temper, you December
Maybe and though you wish me well
I know deep down you wish I'd fail
It's Judgment Day
I'm here to give you pussy niggas hell
And some food for thought
I can serve a plate
With dessert to take, with dessert to take
Yeah, I heard the hate
But the wait is fuckin' over
It's like I'm fuckin' Oprah
Well worth the wait
Maybe over your head, I'm ahead of my time
Niggas scared of my future
I know they dreadin' my prime
Cause, I only made classics
Now what that take? Timing
Cole under pressure, what that make? Diamonds