Get Away (Explicit)

Get Away (Explicit) - J. Cole

Lyrics by：Jermaine Cole

Composed by：Jermaine Cole

Produced by：J. Cole

LA NC NY the Chi

Yeah hey yeah

I wake up hop out the shower spray cologne on while I'm dressin'

They hollering 'bout recession so my niggas out here stressin'

But ***** I'm live and breathin' so to me that there's a blessin'

See life is like a test that I ain't never got no F in

Steppin' out today

I gotta leave the crib mama stressin' out I pray

That ain't nobody gon' pull the weapon out and spray

'Cause I don't got no strap

And ever since we hit depression niggas don't know how to act in fact

There goes some niggas there hatin' I feel the stare

Me verse you shinin' that's like a diamond and silverware

Let y'all feel the glare I gotta go now

I'm ridin' through the city with the windows rolled down shorty hollered

So I pulled up beside her I'm frontin' what's your name?

She told me boy you know me don't play no games

Now look they say you're blowin' up hey is it true?

Fired up

I say girl they wasn't kiddin' like they tubes tied up

I'm hollerin' hey

Good God what a day

I gotta say it feels good to get away

Where ain't nobody stressin' over **** they gotta pay

Ayy tell me what's work without play?

All my niggas hollerin' hey

Good God what a day

Hey baby girl tell me can you get away?

Where ain't nobody hollerin' 'bout the problems of the world

It's just me and my favorite girl

Now all around they holler

Okay so word been spreadin'

That I done jetted to New York I was up there doin' my thing

So now some folks I used to know is hollerin' out J. Cole

I gotta chuckle 'cause I know they used to say Jermaine so who changed?

What's in a name though when niggas can't hang on your shoestrings?

The flow insane plus I got that flamethrow that Liu Kang

Even in the winter we bring feelings of summer Suzanne

We get them hooked like T-Pain and scoop them h*es like loose change

Can you blame me? I'm just a boy straight out the Ville

These wanksta-a*s niggas gettin' played out for real

You actin' like you trill nigga you bet' not

You talkin' out your a*s you finna get your head rocked

This is where they shootin' sideways boys gettin' blazed

Can't afford to fly so we get high to get away

Now come here ladies see we tryna get you loose pour it up

Take this juice we gon' mix it with this Goose don't throw it up

I'm hollerin' hey

Good God what a day

I gotta say it feels good to get away

Where ain't nobody stressin' over **** they gotta pay

Ayy tell me what's work without play?

All my niggas hollerin' hey

Good God what a day

Hey baby girl tell me can you get away?

Where ain't nobody hollerin' 'bout the problems of the world

It's just me and my favorite girl

Now all around they holler

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