J. Cole - Rise and Shine lyrics

There's a nigga right now somewhere
He at the table with a bowl of Apple Jacks
And he's reading the back of the cereal
And in between eating the Apple
Jacks he's writing some shit
And he wants my spot
I'mma find him though, I'mma sign him
I don't want no problems

Like we always do at this time
Cole blowin' your mind
Hey dummy, this no accident
All of this was designed
T t t took my time, c c crept from behind
And I opened up your blinds, rise and shine
Cole World
Same nigga used to drive around with yo girl
In my mama's Civic
Now I'm out here tryna get it
I ain't like you lame ass niggas
Boy I spit it how I live it


So when you see me in the streets
Man I ain't gotta mimic
'Cause, I ain't got an image to uphold
This real shit
I ain't got a gimmick, I just flow
The niggas went nuts for
The boy that set fire to the booth
In a game full of liars
It turns out that I'm the truth
Some say that rap's alive
It turns out that I'm the proof
'Cause the ones y'all thought would save the
Day can't even tie my boots
The ones y'all thought could hang with
Me can't even tie my noose
Let these words be my bullets, nigga
I don't rhyme, I shoot, bang!

Before I wake, uh
I pray to the Lord, uh, my soul to take, uh
My soul to take, uh, my soul take, uh
My soul to take

Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper
Get rich 'fore I see my life taper
Hope my mama get to see Jamaica
Before she meet her maker
I hoop was never good enough
To ever be a Laker
But these words I record got me ballin'
Jordan
More than a rapper, this a natural disaster
Boy, I'm meaner than Katrina mixed
With Gina, "Shut up, cole!"
This is for my niggas back
Home, homes, what up, bo?
This is for the bitches that
Played me, what up, ho?
Nah, I ain't mad, it's sad
You went from bad to real bad
Two kids that don't even know their real dad
Real sad, baby girl I wish you still had it
Then maybe you could get a
Taste of livin' Villematic
Is Cole still at it? Y'all be
Talkin' about the same shit
That's how I feel about it
Mama was a real addict
That's why I don't respect that lyin'
Ass white shit you talkin'
Cole's planning funerals
You might fit the coffin

Before I wake, uh
I pray to the Lord, uh, my soul to take, uh
My soul to take, uh, my soul take, uh
My soul to take, hey

Uh
Get on your job lil mane, this ain't Saturday
We in two different lanes, you can't navigate
We in two different games
You playin' patty cake
Brother you're lame, you're Shane Battier
You out of shape, my mind run a mile a minute
The sky's the limit, I'm so high
I'm divin' in it my rides is tinted
My knob's gettin' slobbed up in it
She hollerin' God
Man you would've thought that God was in it
But, it's just a nigga God invented
The best out
Foolish pride'll make you not admit it
But, if this shit ain't fire nigga
Why you noddin' with it?
The hate in your blood can't stop
Your soul from vibin' with it
Now you all conflicted cause
My flows is wicked
And my hoes is thicker and all
Of yours is pickin' me
Cause they know a star when they see a star
Nigga ain't even got to fuck him to
Know he a raw nigga
I got her in my bedroom, but cheer up, nigga
You saved so many hoes, you a hero, nigga!
Medal of honor, I'm feelin' on top like Pac
When he slept with Madonna
Hey this is death before dishonor
Get arrested and forget to tell my mama
She got enough to stress about
My niggas gonna get me out
Then we hit the club with
The thugs and the liquors
No criminal record but I'm
Makin' criminal records
Isn't it ironic? Isn't it iconic?
Jacket so expensive you wouldn't
Even try on it but it fit me perfect
I purchase it if I want it
The city on my shoulder, so no girl
You can't cry on it
When you make a list of the greatest aye
Am I on it?
Maybe not yet but bitch I got the clock set
It goes tick-tock, game on lock
Son gon' shine but the reign won't stop
Oh no

If I should die before I wake
I pray to the Lord my soul to take
My soul to take, my soul to take