J. Cole - Rise Above lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Rise Above lyrics]
Rise above, rise above and you've got to
Rise above, rise above
She had a little daughter with her
It was cold out
She said "ah, I hate this motherfucker
" then she rolled out
He ain't answering his phone
She yells "what the fuck?!"
Then told her daughter "buckle up, yeah
That's for safety"
See she been stressin' lately
'Cause this nigga she done been with
For the past two years
Is now the current reason for
Her last few tears
She text, he don't text back
When she see him she be tryna sex
He don't sex back his heart be on jet black
She call, he don't call back
All he say is "fall back"
A nigga just need his space
So she headed to his place
'Cause she just got a call
From her homegirl Rhonda
Who said he be creepin'
He been fuckin' with Yolanda
"Yolanda?" "yeah girl, Yolanda
Told you he ain't shit but you ain't listen
I was tryna–"
Click–hmmm, hung up that phone and hopped
Right up in that Honda headed to his crib
She said she fed up with this shit
"Thought this time this was the one
Thought I got better at this shit
Pickin' out Mr right
Stick it out through the fights
And long nights
For what? These niggas is all alike"
She gon' set it off, her daughter
Gon' witness it all tonight, damn
Rise above, rise above and you've got to
Rise above, rise above
She said she just finished school
Could barely pay tuition
Now she teaches 7th grade
Tryna make a difference
Aye, but the kids frustrate her
Say that they don't listen a ass like that
How the fuck they supposed to pay attention?
I'm fuckin' with you, but for real
She say they hopeless
A class full of jokesters
Creatin' all the obstacles
Impossible to focus
Little niggas barely read
Tryna give them what they need
And they don't even try, one little boy
He caught her eye
'Cause he look just like her brother
She be havin' to call his mother
But she act like she don't care
What father? He ain't here
Now she frustrated
Thinkin' that she just made the
Mistake of her life
Underpaid, be havin' to waitress at night
Six years of college down
The drain, drinkin', tryna drown her pain
Party with her girls
Feeling sorry for the world
'Cause ain't no hope for the youth
Well ain't that the truth
When all your role models either
Rappin' or they hoop, damn
Rise above, rise above and you've got to
Rise above, rise above
Rise above, rise above
She had a little daughter with her
It was cold out
She said "ah, I hate this motherfucker
" then she rolled out
He ain't answering his phone
She yells "what the fuck?!"
Then told her daughter "buckle up, yeah
That's for safety"
See she been stressin' lately
'Cause this nigga she done been with
For the past two years
Is now the current reason for
Her last few tears
She text, he don't text back
When she see him she be tryna sex
He don't sex back his heart be on jet black
She call, he don't call back
All he say is "fall back"
A nigga just need his space
So she headed to his place
'Cause she just got a call
From her homegirl Rhonda
Who said he be creepin'
He been fuckin' with Yolanda
"Yolanda?" "yeah girl, Yolanda
Told you he ain't shit but you ain't listen
I was tryna–"
Click–hmmm, hung up that phone and hopped
Right up in that Honda headed to his crib
She said she fed up with this shit
"Thought this time this was the one
Thought I got better at this shit
Pickin' out Mr right
Stick it out through the fights
And long nights
For what? These niggas is all alike"
She gon' set it off, her daughter
Gon' witness it all tonight, damn
Rise above, rise above and you've got to
Rise above, rise above
She said she just finished school
Could barely pay tuition
Now she teaches 7th grade
Tryna make a difference
Aye, but the kids frustrate her
Say that they don't listen a ass like that
How the fuck they supposed to pay attention?
I'm fuckin' with you, but for real
She say they hopeless
A class full of jokesters
Creatin' all the obstacles
Impossible to focus
Little niggas barely read
Tryna give them what they need
And they don't even try, one little boy
He caught her eye
'Cause he look just like her brother
She be havin' to call his mother
But she act like she don't care
What father? He ain't here
Now she frustrated
Thinkin' that she just made the
Mistake of her life
Underpaid, be havin' to waitress at night
Six years of college down
The drain, drinkin', tryna drown her pain
Party with her girls
Feeling sorry for the world
'Cause ain't no hope for the youth
Well ain't that the truth
When all your role models either
Rappin' or they hoop, damn
Rise above, rise above and you've got to
Rise above, rise above