Old Dog - J. Cole & Petey Pablo: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

J. Cole & Petey Pablo

Old Dog

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Old Dog was released on February 6, 2026 by Cole World, Inc., under exclusive license to Interscope Records. as a part of the album The Fall-Off

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

J. Cole

Vocals

Petey Pablo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

J. Cole

Songwriter

Tyler Williams

Songwriter

Aldrin Davis

Songwriter

Clifford Harris

Clifford Harris

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

J. Cole

Producer

T-Minus

Additional Producer

Dick Hodgin

Assistant Recording Engineer

Kuldeep Chudasama

Kuldeep Chudasama

Recording Engineer

Juro "Mez" Davis

Juro "Mez" Davis

Mixing Engineer

Joe LaPorta

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Ring, ring, who the fuck is that?

It's a 910 number, so you know where **** at (Ha)

NC State, 26 weight (Ha)

That's where I was runnin' plays (Yeah, ****, 26, ha)

Let's get blazed, don't get sprayed (You know what I mean? But it's all sorts of bullshit in the Bull city, ****)

That's where I was duckin' strays

Yeah (Carolina shit)

[Chorus]

26 was the blueprint, yeah, it made me (Ha)

Old dog with some new tricks, atta baby (Ha)

No more record deal, yeah, I'm fresh up out of slavery (Ha)

[Verse 1]

Yeah

Uh, I'm back home for the time being

C-O-L-E, state of NC, that's where you'll find me in

Right off of 95, we havin' a little town meeting

Down in the 'Ville, if you're real, then you can chime in

Now real don't mean that you got paper or you ride Benz

Or selling white to all your clients that don't mind skiin'

Now bein' real to me, you stand on what the fuck you do

We on the map, we ain't Atlanta, but we snuck on through

I had a plan, put on the land, I got accustomed to

It's so precarious, so much random **** clutchin' tools

It's nothing new, they carry hammers into public schools

Heard— talkin' down, well, then it's fuck him too

It's nothin' new, bitch, we been hated for a long while

Before I blew, bitch, we was known as the problem child

Of Carolina, bear in mind, we never had shit

But now the GOAT is from this bitch, so all that's past tense

We gas shit, ****

[Chorus]

26 was the blueprint, yeah, it made me (Ha)

Old dog with some new tricks, atta baby (Ha)

No more record deal, yeah, I'm fresh up out of slavery

Pay dues, now I want what's due, ****, pay me

[Refrain]

Carolina shit, ho, don't you forget (Ha)

Take your fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch

Money is a mindset if you already rich (Ha)

Take your fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch

[Verse 2]

Uh, I had to leave these green pine trees to get it

Said when I got it, I was gon' bring it back, bitch, and guess what? I did it, uh

Left in a Civic, uh, came back in a Lam'

Feelin' like Tupac in Atlanta, bought me two plots of land

Somewhere to duck off with my fam, practice my jump shot in my gym

They thinkin' I'm too big to come home 'cause I got the planet Earth in my hand, uh

****, what? I'm on Bragg right now

FPD behind me, runnin' my tags right now

I can't be too upset, they got a reason to check

This shit regular in New York, but the 'Ville ain't seen this yet

Now I'm gon' be who I'm gon' be regardless of

The emblem that's drawn on the key, 'Ville ****, put on for NC

For some, that's hard to believe

Shout out the dog Petey Pablo, he did that long before me

I just got home from a tour and I brought my partner with me

Let 'em run through freaks that stack they dollars

We learned it all on the streets in the V-I-L-L-E

[Refrain]

Carolina shit, ho, don't you forget

Take your fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch

The money is a mindset if you already rich

Then take your fucking shirt off and just swing it 'round this bitch (Ha)

[Chorus]

26 was the blueprint, yeah, it made me (Ha)

Old dog with some new tricks, atta baby (Ha)

No more record deal, yeah, I'm fresh up out of slavery (Ha)

Pay dues, now I want what's due, ****, pay me

[Outro]

****, pay me (Yeah, Tiffany Pines, Fox Fire)

Pay up, **** (On my fuckin'— pay up, lil' ****)

Lewis Heights, Bonnie Doone ('Ville shit, Carolina shit, ****)

Bragg Boulevard, Grays Creek (Rough Friday, goddamn Cove City)

Hope Mills Road, Murchison Road (Port city, ****, west end)

Tre Four, Johnson Street, G Boro

Charlotte, the big motherfuckin' up (Cumberland Road, Shaw Road)

Shout out DaBaby, Greenville, Lumberton, Wilmington (You feel me?)

All my boys in the west, Southeast

South Carolina's next, motherfucker (Southeast)

Columbia, you know what I mean?

It's the southeast (Charleston, goddamn Greenville)

It's the southeast (I done been all over this motherfucker Florence)

Uh, it's the southeast (Shit)

Written by: Aldrin Davis, Clifford Harris, J. Cole, Tyler Williams

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