Call J. Cole

Somebody get Cole on the line, man

Tell him come sign a **** or somethin'

For real though

Yeah, aye, aye

I'm the face of my city, I can't help it that I'm litty

First they love me then they hate me, man, take that shit back to Philly

I'm ridin' with my ****, sure, I go bucket to a Bentley

Bustin' moves in Chinatown, it was just me, José, and Henry

Now all I got is the memories, they killed my cousin, my kinny

Now it's fuck both my kidneys, all this syrup, and Remy

Had to cop me a semi 'cause **** plottin' to end me

Bro is strеssin', gettin' skinny, then he bought a P with thе stemi

I know the game, I play it well, and I'm playin' for keeps

Shorty just got a BBL, she on the stomach for weeks

Broadie beat trial, he home from jail, I bought him dozens of sneaks

He nice like Jordan with the rock, but he still stuck in the streets

Picture a youngin thirteen, first time he started drillin'

Pops beat him to the floor so he put two into his ceilin'

His favorite hero Superman, but he'd much rather play the villain

Runnin' in and out of prison, he can't drive, but he driven, uh

Shorty killin' **** whole entire positions

Bad blood always turn to bad decisions

So they sent a crew of **** where he livin'

Drum clips with the extensions

Shot him in the backyard, his body somewhere in the kitchen

It's crazy up in the trenches, crazy about my business

Bro want me to move the weight like he crazy about my fitness

Seen **** deny the pills, they hit that rug and go religious

Seen **** that ride for real, they hit their targets, and their witness

Homie causin' havoc, you know he always with the static

Pussy said he about that action, now he just a jean jacket

Yeah, was wakin' up bitches 'cause we ain't have no clean mattress

Late-night dummy missions, we take his sneakers and his glasses

And we was just bein nice, swear we gave them **** passes

They spun back and shot my **** while he was tryna make a basket

And that's why I got them ballin' 'til they put me in a casket, yeah

Read man, dead man, spot you like a RED cam

Sellin' jelly roll, cuz got caught up in that FED jam

Knew that I would make it since I heard that boy from Fayettenam

Show me the world cold, but you can still live to play again

Tell a friend to tell a friend, Mir did this shit again

Rappin' like a angry man, southside anchorman

Yeah

Rest in peace my brother José, we doin' this for you. You already know what the fuck's about to go down. Aye. It's 'bout time they show a **** respect, bro. Hey, did I get the job, Cole? Hit a **** up. Aye. Yeah, boy