J. Cole - Lewis Street is available now: JCole.lnk.to/LewisStreet/
Produced by J. Cole, T-Minus, and Jetson

I got Blood on my hands I ain’t gon lie
I got mud on my shoes
I got real real big plans I ain’t gon lie
Gotta whole to prove I ain’t gon lie

I got Blood on my hands I ain’t gon lie
I got mud on my shoes
I got real real big plans I ain’t gon lie
Gotta whole to prove I ain’t gon lie

Sip from the bottle for shit that we bottling in
Going live but we not on the gram
This the land of supply and demand
Where my young niggas choppin up grams
And them choppers won’t pry from they hands
Packing lead like they got a exam
If it’s beef my niggas look just like home wreckers, they got they eye on your man
I Pray to god that it jam
too many done died in these parts so we gotta be smart if we tryna see August
some niggas won’t make past summer regardless
I’m trying my hardest to stack my deposits these niggas be lookin at me like I got it
Deep down inside tho I still feel as broke as that nigga who just graduated from college
Scrappin up change that got left in my pockets
I’m Tryna make nickles turn into a dollar
Riding the train way too shy to go holla
Just watched her get off at her stop I’m a coward
Fuck it tho you got a way bigger target
Ima do it so big they won’t know what to call it
Sound like a whole lambo truck in my stomach
Bitch I ain’t hungry this feeling is starvin
Gotta move momma from out them apartments
Gotta put Ville on the map we forgotten
Gotta hit hoes you hang up in yo locker
Gotta get rich cuz my granny picked cotton,
Gotta make hits cuz if not then I’m floppin
Gotta stay me in the process,
Niggas dissed me it was nonsense,
I sat em down like his father,
My nigga asked why you bother
We shoulda caught em and mobbed em
I said we gotta move smarter
Don’t wan be the reason for one more sad song
I tried to warn niggas they wouldn’t last song
I hope that you see how they came and they went
They shots never hit but they made they attempts
May have a good year like that name on the blimp
But you know what it take to be poppin this long?
Dedication on another level niggas never seen in they life
Celebrating all your first downs like they touch downs bring a price
Young Simba had the bust down yea the lion king on ice
Niggas wanted me to look the part, Had to stop to takin advice
Put the jewelry to the side, had to find me had to find god
Half the time we be pacifying what they expect from us
But that’s treacherous
That shows less of us,
I need y’all to see,
Every part of me,
Every scar and
And every arterie,
Every story that I can recall
And then I can fall

I got Blood on my hands I ain’t gon lie
I got mud on my shoes
I got real real big plans I ain’t gon lie
Gotta whole to prove I ain’t gon lie

I got Blood on my hands I ain’t gon lie
I got mud on my shoes
I got real real big plans I ain’t gon lie
Gotta whole to prove I ain’t gon lie

Lately I reflect
On the times a nigga was low
I Got it up off the floor
I’m Stronger than ever before
I’m stronger than ever before
Just like I planned to be
They wanna see see me fold
It ain’t no thang to me

Thoughts when I was broke
If only I could be
Pockets holding hope
It ain’t no thang to meeeee
At night I hit my knees
I prayed for better days
Then found a better me
I got my head on straight

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