The Autograph(Explicit) - J. Cole

The Autograph - J. Cole
Just turn the beat down just a little bit
Hey yeah
They say anything's possible
You gotta dream like you never seen obstacles
Chasing obscene profits so we ain't stopping for the red lights
Look in my rearview all I see is n***as' headlights
Catch me if you can ho they
Try and sack me and I scramble
Look up in the sky you'll see exactly where I am bo
Hey don't you see me man
Making my wishes come true with no genie man
I got the keys to my beamer with no Beenie Man
I'm on these rich n***as' a*s no bikini man
I bring the real to the day the Lord free me man
Never imagined that the kids would want to be me man
Ay could it be I give the hopeless broke kids hope
Caught me walking through the mall
Looking like he seen a ghost
Simply had to approach
What's up youngblood
Ay ain't it strange
A year ago today my n***a
I was counting change
Yeah hopping trains up in New York City
Know I gotta thank God
'Cause if you weren't with me
Then I surely woulda died
You can throw the fork in me
This my New Year's resolution
Dawg no more pork in me
Uh I ain't no Muslim though
Caron Butler
I'm a wizard if ya doesn't know
It's Young Simba yeah
I'm ballin' 'til the buzzer blow
You's tryna kick the **** I kick
Man you gon' stub your toe
Boy that's just how tough I go
See this is my light work
This **** y'all callin' classic
I be like that might work
Want you to feel something new
That's how a dyke work
They ask me 'bout pressure
They want to see my pipe burst
Not tonight n***a
Ay not tonight n***a
Yeah hey
Man man hey
Man I rap so vicious but I talk so politely
Never met a baby momma momma who don't like me
Met a couple baby fathers
Though that wanna fight me
I hit it 'til she snooze
Like the news n***a nightly
Send her back to you when
She no longer excites me
Now she bitter with this n***a
'Cause he ain't quite me
One thing's for certain baby girl
You are a wifey
Two things for ****ing sure
I am not the husband though
So run back to him while you still can
He sticking with his wife and kid
Yeah that's a real man
I was ashamed all along and I still am
We let the lust interrupt something real d**n
Well girl we grown so
You gotta play your own position
I wouldn't say that you a ho
Just made a ho decision
And you can blame it on the liquor like a prohibition
We both know that's what you wanted girl
I know you listenin'
Hey
Girl I know you listenin'
Uh I know you listenin'
Hey yeah
Shoutout to the bootleggers who supply my ****
The fans online tryna find my ****
And to them n***as listening but won't buy my ****
Then catch me in the street and wanna ride my dick
Y'all n***as is the worst see me
Like J Cole homie
Could you sign my burnt CD
N***a please a album ten dollars
You act like it's ten Gs
This food for thought cost the same as two number 3s
So at ease with that broke ****
We all tryna get a dollar boy no ****
You know I feel your pain
Therefore I slang this hope ****
And give you lines that you
Rewind and think oh ****
These rappers talk a lot of money
Cars and hoes ****
I give you that and then a whole lot more ****
That got rich and still rapping like I'm poor ****
You n***as think you know ****
Man you don't know ****
Ho *****
Yeah Cole *****
Uh J Cole n***a
Hey