Blow Up (Explicit)

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