Nervous Reck, J.Cole - The Ojays lyrics

At the stop sign, I looked both ways
Pumpin' Ojays
My pops put me on that, catchin' a contact
And weed blew from the backseat
Two niggas I just met
A month ago, I'm starin' in the rearview
Suspect i catch a screwface from one
Of them two-faced niggas
I'm wonderin' how these two snakes
Ever snuck in my crew
Wait, they knew Filthy
Now these clowns in the back of my ride
But, I ain't mention Nervous
On the passenger side he tipsy yellin'
"Yo my 10 G's in the trunk plus yours
I know you young but this the
Most dough you've seen thus far"
I tried to smile but barely did
I glanced in the backseat
Feelin' like these cats got
Plans to attack me
But maybe that's weed smoke makin' me so
Paranoid of some snakes
Nervous asked me was I straight
Said it's written on my face, what was up?
Eyes motioned to the back
I said "nothin' much"
I turned the CD up, a coincidence, Ojays
Backstabbers i laughed at the irony
Them niggas still eyein' me
It must have been the alcohol
Cause suddenly I shouted
"Y'all know this is your favorite song
What the fuck you poutin' for?"
Nervous told me chill out
Them niggas just smiled
One turned to his man
Started whisperin' loud
I couldn't tell what he was sayin' though
I turned around and said "You got
Somethin' to say, then say it, ho"
And before I knew it, mad movement
Both them niggas popped out gats
Reply "pull the fuck over, nigga
How 'bout that?"
Fuck man I knew these niggas
Was some fake ass vests
Couldn't trust as far as I could
Smell their stank ass breath
I pulled over to the side, looked at Nervous
I guess he sobered up
They told us open the trunk
And get out slowly
Said "let me see your hands, show me
And if you make a move
For your weapon, it's over, homie"
I wished we had one but wasn't packin'
Bad mistake as this nigga pistol whipped
My face and I ate pavement
Grabbed the cash out the trunk
Hopped in the front
Me and Nervous helpless as
We just stood there, shocked, pride hurt
Plus our pockets
Told Nervous, "Time to mobilize"
He looked at me and nodded
Yeah, pride hurt, plus our pockets
Told Nervous, "Time to mobilize"
He looked at me and nodded

Fuck it, yo, that 20 ain't shit
Are you aiight?
Wipe that blood off, here's a handkerchief
You livin' the life of a criminal now
I should have never brought you 'round
I should have never let you drive the car
I should have held you down
Cause, I know you got a temper
You say what's on your mind
They was blowin' smoke up in your face
Plus they tried to pry up in our business
I can't believe it totally went wrong
But, I ain't tryna blame you
I know this shit's my fault
See that 20 up in the trunk
It wasn't from a show i lied
I was supposed to off these cats on the low
And I was gonna tell you but
I ain't want you to know
Cause in order to do it right
We had to get close
So I figured the best way
Take 'em out to get tipsy
Let 'em smoke somethin'
I thought takin' you with me would
Give you a hands on look at my profession
It's the underworld
The only way that I relieve aggression
And you told me before that
You was interested in it been a minute
I've been watchin' you grow into a menace
I know you mad lost
Don't mean to speak like this
That bastard must have found a
Heat tucked underneath my shit
And when he saw the opportunity
He couldn't let it pass
Fuck, I can't blame him
Yo he caught me slippin' bad
But we 'bout to get it back
And I'ma tell you how
Call Bobby, tell him meet us right now
It's goin' down see I left the tank on E
They ain't gettin' more than 5 to 10 miles
Up the street, so tell 'em bring the heat
Drove off in that direction, 5 minutes later
Seen 'em stalled past the intersection
What a relief it all happened
We made it look like a car jackin'
Grabbed the bags out the back
And you don't want beef it all happened
We made it look like a car jackin'
Grabbed the bags out the back
And you don't want beef