MIDDLE CHILD伴奏–J. Cole

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You good T Minus
N as been countin me out
I m countin my bullets I m loadin my clips
I m writin down names I m makin a list
I m checkin it twice and I m gettin em hit
The real ones been dyin the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance I m back on my s t
The Bentley is dirty my sneakers is dirty
But that s how I like it you all on my dick
I m all in my bag this hard as it get
I do not snort powder I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt but I m liable to trip
I ain t poppin no pill but you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends I love em to death
I got a few mil but not all of them rich
What good is the bread if my n as is broke
What good is first class if my n as can t sit
That s my next mission that s why I can t quit
Just like LeBron get my n as more chips
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
This watch came from Drizzy he gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was prayin I d diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I d never beef with a nigga for nothin
If I smoke a rapper it s gon be legit
It won t be for clout it won t be for fame
It won t be cause my s t ain t sellin the same
It won t be to sell you my latest lil sneakers
It won t be cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows it s destined to change
I love you lil n as I m glad that you came
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
I hope you know money won t erase the pain
To the OGs I m thankin you now
Was watchin you when you was pavin the ground
I copied your cadence I mirrored your style
I studied the greats I m the greatest right now
F k if you feel me you ain t got a choice
Now I ain t do no promo still made all that noise
This year gon be different I set my intentions
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
N as been countin me out
I m countin my bullets I m loadin my clips
I m writin down names I m makin a list
I m checkin it twice and I m gettin em hit
The real ones been dyin the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance I m back on my s t
The Bentley is dirty my sneakers is dirty
But that s how I like it you all on my dick
I just poured somethin in my cup
I ve been wantin somethin I can feel
Promise I am never lettin up
Money in your palm don t make you real
Foot is on they neck I got em stuck
I ma give em somethin they can feel
If it ain t bout the squad don t give a f k
Pistol in your hand don t make you real
I m dead in the middle of two generations
I m little bro and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young

Savage
I m bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
Reminded me of young n as from Ville
Straight out the projects no fakin just honest
I wish that he had more guidance for real
Too many n as in cycle of jail
Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
We raised by our mamas Lord we gotta heal
We hurting our sisters the babies as well
We killing our brothers they poisoned the well
Distorted self image we set up to fail
I ma make sure that the real gon prevail nigga
I just poured somethin in my cup
I ve been wantin somethin I can feel
Promise I am never lettin up
Money in your palm don t make you real
Foot is on they neck I got em stuck
I ma give em somethin they can feel
If it ain t bout the squad don t give a f k
Pistol in your hand don t make you real
Money in your palm don t make you real
Pistol in your hand don t make you real
Money in your palm don t make you real

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