Blow for Blow (feat. J. Cole)

Blow for Blow (feat. J. Cole) - Tee Grizzley/J. Cole

Lyrics by：Terry Wallace Sanchez/Jermaine Cole

Produced by：Pi'erre Bourne

Yo pi'erre you wanna come out here

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Blow for blow cole flow just prestigious

Sweats and tees no unnecessary accessories

The goat just from features

Proceed with throat-cut procedures

He look rich but he broke just egregious

Don't trust rappers ho trust in Jesus

Whole team approach costa rica

And coast on boats gettin' throat from top models

They pop my clique pop bottles

I sip orange juice in the vip watchin' the clock tick

Perform a couple of hits and then I dip

Six figures richer than when I entered

Cole world Mr I got a temper

I stay hot doin' numbers like k-pop

BTS in the flesh while they flop

And I laugh all the way to the deutsche bank

Stay the out my lane avoid the pain

I'm really him bruce jenner boy just ain't

I'm boisterous loud boos for crews from mad voices

It's like your team's makin' the choice to take L after L

I got to laugh

Y'all look like james todd smith autograph

Maybe that's why your dropped the math

Go against the squad and get chopped in half

Now who hot who not who

Tell me who fly who sell out the tours me

Who rap with trap

That wet up your doors

Who go harder than them

And never let off before me

Who got your who're pokin'

Her head out the door

Gettin' paid every week

Like he did all his chores me

Life's a I'm rich 'til I divorce yeah

Go left

I'm pullin' bread out the floor GG

Okay chain nastier than cow manure

Bust down my shooter

Saw more wires than a bomb defuser

Take a jet to the jungle

Was healin' my soul

I done seen my froze

Filled up with embalmin' fluid

I still did numbers in this game I did

Only thing change just the

Tail numbers on the plane jet

Retired d**g dealer bust chain watch plain

I don't do d**gs but baby I don't judge

Do your thing that's all you

I'm a king you won't see me drop no tears

Back to back white coupes

Lookin' like veneers white

Came in this game thinkin' was my peers

Damn near broke my heart

I didn't know they was that weird lame

Give you they word

They be breakin' that so easily

Can't do that in streets 'cause eventually

You seein' me what's up

That's why I be in the crib gamin' on DND

'Cause you can't play with me and

I now let you see the beast in me

Cole say in fayetteville they go

Ayy-ayy-ayy what up

Fact he me like that

It make up for them rainy days

Can't be on the court

NBA coach'll take my game away which one

Catch you on that freeway

We reenact the training day grr

You hear me who ain't rockin' with me

Tell 'em to start from zero

Then make it out of the D

Remember bein' young

Seein' pops rockin' up keys

Saw bodies on streets

Now I'm tryna put bodies in seats

You hear me

Hold up who ain't rockin' with me

Tell 'em to play with they life

Fumble they college degree

Tell 'em to face all that time

And still be solid as me

Do years in prison and drop

A hit the day I release

You hear me ayy unc

I got ahead of them

I should've listened

I turned back and tried to rescue them

See you start hatin'

'Cause I got ahead of you

I ain't trippin' that ain't

Gon' stop this cheddar my

You hear me G7

Now who hot who not yeah

Tell me who flopped who sell out the tours me

Who rap with trap that wet up your doors

Who go harder than them and never let off before me

Who got your who're pokin' her head out the door

Gettin' paid every week like he did all his chores me

Life's a I'm rich 'til I divorce yeah

Go left I'm pullin' bread out the floor

Now who hot who not yeah

Tell me who flopped who sell out the tours me

Who rap with trap that wet up your doors

Who go harder than them and never let off before me

Who got your who're pokin' her head out the door

Gettin' paid every week like he did all his chores me

Life's a I'm rich 'til I divorce yeah

Go left I'm pullin' bread out the floor