J. Cole - Sideline Story lyrics

I put my heart and soul in this game
I'm feelin' drained
Unappreciated, unalleviated
Tired of comin' up short fuck abbreviated
Want my whole name spelt out
My own pain spilt out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains Cobain
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the
Coach ain't help out, so I call my own shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out
Of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change
May you change for the better
Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the
Dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all
The schemes he was schemin'
Still loved him just enough to
Put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend


I say a prayer hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got demons
As you fall through the club
Bad bitches down to do all the above
Money come fast so bein' hungry don't last
'Til you look in the mirror and
You saw who you was
Cole World it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now couldn't be more here-er
My reign gonna last like 3-4 eras
Say hello to the real, I can be your hero

Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gone feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby, you can bet the bank on me
Cause can't nobody tell me what I
Ain't gon' be no more
You thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sidelines

Up in first class
Laugh even though it's not funny
See a white man wonder how
The fuck I got money while he sit at coach
Hate to see me walk past
Young black pants sag, headphones blastin'
Know what he askin', "How did he manage?"
"With all the cards against him
He used them to his advantage!"
Slang we be speakin' probably
Soundin' like Spanish
Then I fuck they heads up
When a nigga show manners
Some New York niggas thought it
Was funny callin' us 'Bama
Laughin' at the grammar cause
They didn't understand us
Must've thought we slow
But little do they know
I came up here to take advantage of
That shit y'all take for granted
Opportunity, that I would kill for
Lookin' at rappers like "What the fuck
You got a deal for?!"
When I was assed out with my funds low
It's nice to know I had the
Whole world at my front door

Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gone feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby, you can bet the bank on me
Cause can't nobody tell me what I
Ain't gon' be no more
You thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sidelines

I made it to the rock
Even though they tried to box me out
I got the key to the game
They tried to lock me out
But what they don’t understand is
This is all planned
It’s a bigger picture and you
Can’t photoshop me out
Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out
Like I’m supposed to give a fuck
Don’t you know that I be out in France
Where the fans throw they hands like Pacquiao
Not cause my looks
Cause my hooks could knock Rocky out
And my lines is designed from the heart
Young Simba been a lion from the start
Dumb niggas, y’all been lyin from the start
My life like a movie, truly
And these niggas is dyin' for the part
But, you’ll never play me
Like LeBron vs jordan twenty years
Wonder who they gone say was more important
Both changed the game
Came through and made a lane
Who’s to say that who’s greater, all we know
They ain’t the same

Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
I know they gone feel it like they tank on E
I promise baby, you can bet the bank on me
Cause can't nobody tell me what I
Ain't gon' be no more
You thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
On how to get up off the sidelines