J. Cole - Song for the Ville lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Song for the Ville lyrics]
Seen a nigga chasin' dreams
Leavin' everything he love behind
To make this cream
Kisses his momma on the cheek, say
Don't worry I'll be back
I gotta get you out this shit, I'm a hurry
I'll speed back you see
That's the type of shit the boy
Be thinkin' when he dreamin'
And he don't pay no mind
To them niggas that's disagreein'
Sayin', nigga, is you crazy
Them same ones that's talkin' be the
Same ones not doin' shit
Aye, nigga is you lazy
Or is you scared to follow dreams
I know you gotta have one
The opportunities be in yo' face
You gotta grab one nigga
But while you're bullshittin'
I'll be woodgrippin' gettin' wealthy
On the road to riches, God help me
I'll holla at ya'll niggas when I see you
Wouldn't wanna be you
Cause you fear what I don't
See this here is what I want
So I'm a get it poppin'
I'm rockin' despite the obstacles
Look, my nigga what you
Call impossible is possible
Aye, tell my niggas to keep they heads up
We made it too damn far just to give it up
And we way too strong
This is a song for the Ville yeah, yeah
And baby don't cry, you know I'm comin' back
I did it for the city
Gotta get up on the map
And I know we gon' shine
This is a song for the Ville, yeah
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressin', I know it's temporary
Starin' at my granny obituary
She almost made it to
Eighty before they buried
Damn, can't even tell you I'm sure
I'll to make it to 30 cause you never know
Sometimes life takes a turn for the worst
Is you holdin' on to will
Or did you let it go
Heaven knows I'm tryna hold on
So every night I pray and
Hope my life is prolonged
The journey seemed so long but hold up
Don't take me up i got big dreams nigga
Ya'll can't wake me up
Life's a bitch but death don't break me up
I got too much to live for
It seems too many niggas die
With way too much potential
Gotta get up out this trap even
If I got to scrap
I'll lay a nigga down flat before
I'll let him hold me back
Ya see I ain't afraid of obstacles
But what you niggas call
Impossible is possible yeah, so aye
Aye, some niggas take they life for granted
Wastin' time
Time is money my nigga, I cannot waste a dime
Or a minute
Too much business to handle to be sleepin'
Too much spinach to eat for niggas beefin'
So I'm out here trick or treatin'
Can my niggas comprehend
Bill Gates, Donald Trump
Motherfucker let me in
Stop hatin' that's a sin
Why these niggas so sinful
I guess they hate to love a nigga
Yes it's that simple
As I ride through the city
Feelin' lucky to be breathin'
I know a couple peers that didn't
Make it to the season, pour it out
See I believe that things
Happen for a reason, no doubt
Strange times, as I watch these
Niggas throw they gang signs
And they strapped
Crips or Blood, nigga we all black
From the same city
The same schools we was taught at
Aye fuck the drawbacks and obstacles
Man what them teachers call
Impossible is possible nigga, yeah