Blow Up(Explicit) - J. Cole

Blow Up (Explicit) - J. Cole
Lyrics by：Jermaine Cole
Composed by：Jermaine Cole
Produced by：J. Cole
La la la la la la la
Hey this is a song for my haters
Yeah y'all got me feeling like the greatest yeah
Hey this is a song for my haters
Hey hey y'all got me feeling like the greatest
Ha ***** I'm about to blow up
Uh-huh say what
***** I'm about to blow up
Hey I came up I warmed up the next up
***** I'm about to blow up
Huh uh now don't it sound legendary
Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried
This for niggas who ain't satisfied with secondary
This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary
Uh I'm blowing up and ***** I'm still me
But what's the cost to live your dream do you feel me
Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
Funny how money chains and whips make me feel free
I'm starring in this ***** and yeah I write the show
**** the haters I'm headed to the place you like to go
They say what you fighting for the game is on life support
And Gary Coleman just passed life is short
***** I'm about to blow up
Look I'm about to blow up
Yeah got to the club early
Just to get in free and wait for h*es to show up
Heh but now it's bottles at them tables
Bring the models boy I'm 'bout to pour up
Uh-huh you know what
Huh ***** I'm about to blow up la
Left side left side hey la la la
Right side right side uh-huh la la la
Left side left side hey la la la
***** I'm about to blow up la la la
Hey this is a song for my haters
***** I'm about to blow up
Yeah y'all got me feeling like the greatest yeah
Ha said I'm about to blow up
Hey this is a song for my haters
Uh-huh look I'm about to blow up
Hey hey y'all got me feeling like the greatest yeah
***** I'm about to blow up
Mama say I should reconsider law school
That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful
Hell naw got a degree but what that cost you
You make a good salary just to pay Sallie Mae
That's real as ever
Ducking bill collectors like Jehovah's witness
When they showed up at your door at Christmas
Was broke as dishes tryna let it go
Hit the club she drop it low lower than my credit score
Account overdraft what I got this debit for
So much debt it got me drinking thinking
***** I better blow
I better blow these h*es ain't checking
For no nigga with no vehicle you border like Mexico
Heh hey baby girl what it look like
And where ya head at and what ya cook like
She said where your bread at or what your whip like
You ain't got one or the other well brother good night
***** I'm about to blow up
Look I'm about to blow up
Yeah got to the club early
Just to get in free and wait for h*es to show up
Heh but now it's bottles at them tables
Bring the models boy I'm 'bout to pour up
Uh-huh you know what
Huh ***** I'm about to blow up la
Left side left side hey la la la
Right side right side uh-huh la la la
Left side left side hey la la la
***** I'm about to blow up la la la
Hey this is a song for my haters
***** I'm about to blow up
Yeah y'all got me feeling like the greatest yeah
Ha said I'm about to blow up
Hey this is a song for my haters
Look I'm about to blow up
Hey hey y'all got me feeling like the greatest yeah
***** I'm about to blow up
Praise God it's hard to stay spiritual
How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles
You mean to tell me everything goin be fine
If I call your hotline and pay $29.99 ****
Well damn why ain't you say so
Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
I saved her number just in case but now it's case closed
To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
You'll never be me partner so it don't ******* matter
You try to be and your career will see funerals
And be you that's when it sounds beautiful
Then maybe you can blow up
And maybe you can blow up
**** but you know what
For now ***** I'm about to blow up