Dead Presidents (Explicit)

Dead Presidents (Explicit) - J. Cole (J. 科爾)

Lyrics by：Jermaine Cole

Composed by：Jermaine Cole

Produced by：Ski

Let me try this

Uh Yeah

Money coming soon

I'm out for Presidents to represent me

Omen what up nigga?

Yea niggaaaa yea uh

Gimmie my money man why else would a nigga be grinding?

Right

Out for them diamonds dog how else could a nigga be shining?

True

I'm glowing knowing that the flow intact

Get this record deal I swear to God my first 'mil I'm blowing that

Haha

Like **** it I know I'll grow it back **** it's nothing

Funny how blacks they spend dough on mad **** for stuntin'

Yea

But **** that's all we know man that's how a niggas raised

True

You learn bout two things

Getting p***y getting paid

Uh

And you should be gettin' laid by the time you in ninth grade

So niggas lying on they d**k and h*es giving nice brain yea

In class dreamin' bout having these nice things

Uh

And then you look around and wonder why you strugglin' but them whites ain't?

Hmmm

I brush it off like "**** it it's motivation"

Yeah

Some niggas gotta walk through life some niggas roller skating

Some niggas bypassing steps some niggas chose to take 'em

Yeah

And for that fortune man some niggas sold their soul to Satan

But **** it man I ain't hatin ' I gotta go for mines

My little godsister pregnant now I put in overtime

On my grind yeah just like the nigga making Folgers

I'm focused on my bite like a cobra I'm tryna get my Oprah on

These h*es is crying cuz I won't pay 'em attention

Nah

Time is money ***** and a nigga payin tuition

Aha

Real niggas hustle by using their intuition

Yup

While these fake niggas ain't about doing they into wishin'

Yeah

Uh

I'm out for Presidents to represent me

I'm talking Benjamins nigga

Grants nigga

From Washingtons man

Tired of those

Yeah

Till I'm rich ain't no reason to settle nigga

Its greed that make a nigga wink at the devil to get that cheese

You niggas couldn't think at my level even with trees

You couldn't get this deep with a shovel now nigga please

I'm chasing G's tryna throw some diamonds on them freeze

Sick **** sneeze on some thousand-dollar sleeves

Ease to the top and I'm not finna leave till I'm hot

But my watch gotta breeze a south nigga

Boy I'm shining without the diamonds in my mouth

Out grindin' while you reclining on your couch

I'm climbing you haters blinded by the doubt

My niggas riding is devout so talking violence out yo' mouth

And you gonna find what I'm about nigga

Far from a slouch nigga I ain't gonna parlé with y'all

I'll probably hit ya my hand game like Bobby fisher

But check them checks is all a nigga thinking

For them Presidents I'll treat a nigga like Lincoln

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