J. Cole - c l o s e lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - c l o s e lyrics]
Yeah close
Ville matic, one, one one, one, one-two, one
One-two, one, one-two, one
One-two, one, one, listen
Close, I stare at my dreams as they approach
Gotta be patient and trust in God
He the coach
Temptations are taking a shortcut
But I don't 'Cause, I ain't tryna be a
Almost, when I get it, i'ma float
Gone are the days we was close
Now when I see you
I look at you just like a ghost
A shell of your former self
So caught up with that dope
Two niggas singin' two diffеrent notes and
You know I gotta coast
Nothin' but a dollar and some hopе
Up in NY, but damn, what hurts me the most
You was a good nigga
We knew each other's folks
Now you gotta ride around with the toast
And you keep that shit close
'Cause niggas plottin' on you since you chose
To roll around with the candy paint on spokes
You know 'Ville niggas don't like
It when you boast
You know twelve be takin' notes
And they watchin' you close
But maybe you don't see 'em 'cause the smoke
Cloudin' your vision from every
Cigar that you toke
Plus the lean you sippin' which
Started as a joke
Got you now fiendin' for your next dose
Meanwhile I'm so close
Don't even give a fuck that I'm broke
'Cause in my mind I'm rich
With shit I done wrote
Therefore I'm convinced that this
Is supposed to happen and in time I'ma blow
They gon' label me the GOAT
How long has it been since we spoke?
Last night I jumped up from my sleep
I was soaked
Call it a nightmare, the scene that awoke me
Involved you and niggas I ain't know
They was creepin' up close
I saw the heat tucked in they coats
You didn't notice 'cause you
Was busy countin' dough i tried to yell
But nothin' came out of my throat
Niggas cocked back the hammers and you froze
In your eyes I saw hope
Hope of a better way to cope with the pain
And the scars, than the lean and the coke
And I swear in that moment I
Wish we were still close
Maybe I could've saved you
But no, trigger squeeze, gun smoke
I opened up my eyes with a jolt
Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt
Reached for my phone
Missed calls and a text message note
From my mama sayin' you
Just got smoked, damn, this life is no joke
Close fuck
Ville matic, one, one one, one, one-two, one
One-two, one, one-two, one
One-two, one, one, listen
Close, I stare at my dreams as they approach
Gotta be patient and trust in God
He the coach
Temptations are taking a shortcut
But I don't 'Cause, I ain't tryna be a
Almost, when I get it, i'ma float
Gone are the days we was close
Now when I see you
I look at you just like a ghost
A shell of your former self
So caught up with that dope
Two niggas singin' two diffеrent notes and
You know I gotta coast
Nothin' but a dollar and some hopе
Up in NY, but damn, what hurts me the most
You was a good nigga
We knew each other's folks
Now you gotta ride around with the toast
And you keep that shit close
'Cause niggas plottin' on you since you chose
To roll around with the candy paint on spokes
You know 'Ville niggas don't like
It when you boast
You know twelve be takin' notes
And they watchin' you close
But maybe you don't see 'em 'cause the smoke
Cloudin' your vision from every
Cigar that you toke
Plus the lean you sippin' which
Started as a joke
Got you now fiendin' for your next dose
Meanwhile I'm so close
Don't even give a fuck that I'm broke
'Cause in my mind I'm rich
With shit I done wrote
Therefore I'm convinced that this
Is supposed to happen and in time I'ma blow
They gon' label me the GOAT
How long has it been since we spoke?
Last night I jumped up from my sleep
I was soaked
Call it a nightmare, the scene that awoke me
Involved you and niggas I ain't know
They was creepin' up close
I saw the heat tucked in they coats
You didn't notice 'cause you
Was busy countin' dough i tried to yell
But nothin' came out of my throat
Niggas cocked back the hammers and you froze
In your eyes I saw hope
Hope of a better way to cope with the pain
And the scars, than the lean and the coke
And I swear in that moment I
Wish we were still close
Maybe I could've saved you
But no, trigger squeeze, gun smoke
I opened up my eyes with a jolt
Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt
Reached for my phone
Missed calls and a text message note
From my mama sayin' you
Just got smoked, damn, this life is no joke
Close fuck