Port Antonio

Port Antonio - J. Cole

Lyrics by：J. Cole/Joshua James Lloyd-Watson/Cleopatra Nikolic/Dean Cover/Ronnie Liston-Smith

Composed by：J. Cole/Joshua James Lloyd-Watson/Cleopatra Nikolic/Dean Cover/Ronnie Liston-Smith

Produced by：DZL/Omen/J. Cole

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it uh

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it Uh

Young Jermaine walked the straight and narrow

Minimum-wage jobs for dinero but still my mind was on the zeros

I fiend for the perks that was seen flippin' birds so

We was skippin' church but my eyes was on the sparrows

Flippin' pies spendin' thousands on apparel

**** I wanna shine too I want dimes too

Jealous wanna know just how my rhymes blew

Mano y mano I'm Bono I'm you times two

Now I'm bougie I done outgrew the fountain blue

But never forgot the spot where I developed my plot

To dwell at the top the Ville where all my skeletons locked

If I could do it all over then I never would swap

I've seen good I've seen bad had my melanin mocked

I've seen lifelong friends turn to devilish opps

I was Mike in red leather tryna tell him to stop

You better beat it 'fore you see the heavy-metal get popped

He was a mean-a*s wing with a hell of a shot

But if no team draft King he gon' bet on the block

He wanna ball 'til he fall or 'til the federals knock

And sit his a*s on a bench for movin' careless with rock

You can't relate 'less your father was not around

And your mother went out and found someone else and then brought them 'round

And they salaries then combine when they married it brought you out

Of that poverty then you moved to a soft little part of town

So that when you back in the hood you feel awkward about it now Damn

And your confidence start to drown

But the rappin' gave you some positive thoughts so you jot 'em down

You jot 'em down

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it

Ride to it ride to it uh

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Yeah uh

Benjamin Button Cole flows reverse time

To find deliveries good as mine you gotta search primes

I'm scaling heights higher than birds can perch

Tryin' to be something hopin' that peace comes to my cursed mind

One thing's for sure that I've matured from my first rhyme

I learned long ago you can't please 'em all and it hurts tryin'

In this game where all you've got is your name

Like Durk I'm smirkin' at tryna besmirch mine

Absurd times where the fake get toted as wise

I can see hate in both of your eyes but the third's blind

So you search lines but you struggle

Which explains the puzzled look on the dull face as the word finds

I hate what rap's become but like do-not-disturb signs

Can't knock it if I see it's 'bout the dough

They instigate the fuckery because it's profitable

But singin' "stop the violence" tunes when dudes in hospitals

I pulled the plug because I've seen where that was 'bout to go

They wanted blood they wanted clicks to make they pockets grow

They see this fire in my pen and think I'm dodgin' smoke

I wouldn't have lost a battle dawg I woulda lost a bro

I woulda gained a foe and all for what? Just to attain some mo'

Props from strangers that don't got a clue what I been aimin' for?

Since the age of fourteen Jermaine is no king

If that means I gotta dig up dirt and pay the whole team

Of algorithm-bot just to sway the whole thing

On social media competin' for your favorable memes

To be considered best or live and rest? The weight of both things

I understand the thirst of being first that made 'em both swing

Protecting legacies so lines got crossed perhaps regrettably

My friends went to war I walked away with all they blood on me

Now some will discredit me try wipe away my pedigree

But please find a out that's rappin' this incredibly uh

My dawg texted me I'll share the words he said to me

"If you refuse to shoot the gun don't mean the gun ain't deadly" uh

I guess in that metaphor hypothetically the gun is me

I text him back like "Guess a gun ain't what I'm tryna be my"

They strip me of my spot and now I'm finally free my

They say I'm pickin' sides ayy don't you lie on me my

Then start another war ayy Drake you'll always be my

I ain't ashamed to say you did a lot for me my

**** all the narratives

Tappin' back into your magic pen is what's imperative

Remindin' these folks why we do it it's not for beefin'

It's for speakin' our thoughts pushin' ourselves reachin' the charts

Reaching your minds keepin' your hearts creepin' to find

Emotions to touch somethin' inside to open you up

Help you cope with the rough times and ****

I'm sendin' love 'cause we ain't promised ****

My

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Even if you don't love yourself

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't stoppin' me

Y'all ain't