J. Cole - Too Deep for the Intro lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Too Deep for the Intro lyrics]
Partially functional
Half of me is comfortable
The other half is close to the cliff
Like Mrs huxtable
These boys got them holsters and
Clips they pack like Lunchables
Like white boys in grade school
While we ate school made food
Just eyeing they shit
Wish I was trying they shit
Knowing when mama hit the store
She wasn’t buying that shit
No, I ain't crying a bit
Man that's just life
That's how that shit work
You reach your hand in fire
You pull it back when you get burnt
Gotta learn when you get hurt
Even if it's with Cupid
He beat you and you went back
You's officially stupid
Oh yeah, I understand, that's your man
You had a plan
You been together for some years
You sticking with him for the kids
So you overlook the tears
But we both know that's a bad look
'Cause 20 years from now
Your daughter'll probably get her ass whooped
Look, if this too deep for the intro
I’ll find another use but just in case it's
Perfect, let me introduce, cole
Time to save the world
Where in the world is all the time?
So many things I still don't know
(Uh uh, hey)
So many times I've changed my mind
Guess I was born to make mistakes
But, I ain't scared to take the weight
So when I stumble off the path (yeah)
I know my heart will guide me back (yeah)
Man, is this too deep for the intro? If so
I’ll find another use
But just in case it's perfect
Let me introduce
It’s Cole, I had a dream and so I made a move
A ill ass nigga who just so
Happened to stay in school
Still rap for hustlers and
Motherfuckers that hated school
Said, "That's for busters
" then heard my shit and I made it cool
It's safe to say that I’m gifted
As if I’m Christmas shopping
I got gangsta niggas lining
Up in admissions office
Ayy, possibly 'cause all the
Hoes a nigga scraped
A lot of shit up on my plate
So you know a nigga late to my first class
I’d much rather sit up in first class
Should I admit that a slutty
Bitch was my first smash?
Wasn't experienced, so nah
I didn't wear it out
Always thought my first time would
Be someone I cared about
But being a virgin was something
To be embarrassed 'bout
I used that ass for practice
So I wasn't scared out my mind
You call it rhymes
I call it clearing out my mind
Was just a young boy staring out my blinds
'Til I got free from my mama leash
Running loose through the streets like
A stray dog in heat
And we looking for some freaks
Can you play? Pardon me
What's your name? Don’t mistake me
For no lame, no, not me
She knew I was on the team 'cause
She seen how tall I be
In the club dappin’ niggas, eventually, RIP
Damn, you win some, you lose some
That's just how it happens
And if a nigga step up to you
Then you gotta scrap 'em
Your name is all you got
Throwing hands by the bathroom it's funny
I barely told nobody I started rapping
'Cause see, some niggas was haters that I
Just viewed as clowns at fourteen
I knew I was the nicest dude around
I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now
If they don’t know your dreams
Then they can't shoot 'em down
Ha, yeah, nigga, hell yeah
I felt that one in my fuckin' soul, nigga
Haha
Ooh, hey i'm trying to decide
Which way to go think I made a wrong
Turn back there somewhere ooh, hey
I'm trying to decide which way to go
Think I made a wrong
Turn back there somewhere