J.Cole, Bas - ​h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e lyrics

Jermaine Lamarr Cole

Bas [Abbas Hamad]

[J.Cole, Bas - ​h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e lyrics]

Alright now, alright now
God has a plan for you
And all you've got to do is believe, believe
Believe yeah

Shit gon' get hard, keep your head strong
If I quit now, then I'm dead wrong
Fightin' off this hunger for hours
Big stepper, nigga, don't get stepped on
The money might fade, but respect don't
Still gon' be me when success gone
I don't speak the language of cowards
I walk through the flame like I'm Teflon

I sucked up the pain and I kept goin'
Whole world know my namе, bitch
My rep strong
We sold out in less than a hour
Thеse words I still sang like I'm slept on
I sin, so I can't cast the next stone
Unless it's baguettes 'round my neck bone
Inside of my frame lies a power
You can't get this game from no TED Talk
I wanna know if they understand me
I put it all on A, ain't no plan B
Hopin' all this weight ain't gon' drown me
Fucked around, got grey hairs already
Runnin' up the stairs on a tower
Runnin' up these Ms by the hour
If I drop a gem, money showers
When you get your taste, they get sour

Shit gon' get hard, keep your head strong
Just keep your head strong
The money might fade, but respect don't
The ultimate price is regret now
Still gon' be me when success gone
Still gon' be me, ahh ahh ahh
Big stepper, nigga, don't get stepped on

Waitin' my turn like grains of
Sand inside a hourglass
Mainly concerned back in the day with
How long I would last
Make a few thousand dollars stack
With every hour passed
I catch you playin' inside my lane
And I'ma foul your ass
Put the whole game on top my back
Don't need no chiropract'
They callin' me young PWC
I got my power back ain't fuckin' around
Beefin' with me gon' get you hollered at
Niggas can't see me one-on-one
That's word to Kyla Pratt
You hittin' them weights
Congratulations 'cause you built somethin'
You takin' a lot of boxin' lessons
But you still pussy
I see right through you niggas
Just like 2Pac hologram
Ain't doin' Coachella
Bookin' me gon' be a lot of Ms
I'm feeling myself
I'm building my wealth up 'til it's towerin'
I put my tongue all in my bitch
She get to hollerin'
I ain't doin' no dirt no more
I stopped creepin' six years ago
Fun fuckin' them hoes until you realize
That you is the ho

Shit gon' get hard, keep your head strong
If I quit now then I'm dead wrong
Fightin' off this hunger for hours
Big stepper, nigga, don’t get stepped on
The money might fade, but respect don't
Still gon' be me when success gone
I don't speak the language of cowards
I walk through the flame like I'm Teflon
Can't be afraid of sunlight
Spotlights when it glows
All the pain you hold
Makes you worth your weight in gold
Can't be afraid of sunlight
Spotlights when it glows
All the pain you hold
Makes you worth your weight in gold
God has a plan for you
And all you've got to do is believe, believe
Be

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