Sacrifices

Sacrifices (Clean) - Dreamville/EARTHGANG/J. Cole/Smino

Lyrics by：Jermaine Cole/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Tahj Chandler/Benjamin Tolbert/Justin Henderson

Composed by：Jermaine Cole/Olu Fann/Simmie Sims III/Tahj Chandler/Benjamin Tolbert/Justin Henderson

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

That back from the dead yeah

I don't know I don't know I don't know

Almost lost his head yeah

Try to run try to fly try to float

Candles on top of the dresser

Baby you down need to bless up

Better watch how you address us

Playing no games no dress-up

I got an idea

Let's shoot Wild 'N out in my hood talkin' right here

Academy award-nominated performance yeah

Let the AK spray straight for four minutes yeah

That's a monologue

Talking to the fog f**k an ordinance yeah

I make sacrifices bloody sacrifices

Cutthroat rabbit's toe I suppose

Maybe that's what life is

Ayy man cavemen

Two drinks cave in

Few blunts ease up

Ooh yeah please up

Who cares who there

Do what wake up

The hell heaven

We want heads up

Hey you yeah you

Mother brother

Sister family

The system get some

Hey you day two

Yeah you you you

You a vege' do the dance

Table get low

Chopped cheese knot knees

Boy please whatever

You next to death

To go ooh oh

Who's that ring ring

Your number bling-bling

Call it up chalk it up

Move over

I make sacrifices bloody sacrifices

Cutthroat rabbit's toe I suppose

See in all red from the North with the pole

It ain't Santa Claus

Brought my gifts to Atlanta I'm Atlanta Claus

I can smell you with the panties off I

Been gettin' to the bread tryna keep this low

But it ain't workin' my

Circle on fire like a circus now

Around the same I been around so

Of course I of course I endorse my endorse my

Ratchet from the North Side North Side

It's astigmatism you got poor sight poor sight

Let the forget it I do it Alzheim'

Of course I of course I gotta voice my voice my

Opinion on that when you walk past

On bro that groovy ayy

Pull strings like a guitar guitar

G-star jeans on my sneakers

I'm a real soulful

Collard greens inside your speakers yeah yeah

Ferguson days on Castro wasn't no cash flow

But I'm good for the arch

I'm Dr Scholl's

I'm good for your heart

Let me snatch your soul soul soul

Bloody sacrifices

Yeah ay ayy

Look at what a motherf**ker do for the cash intake

They'll be right across

Your head like it's Ash Wednesday

You got to just get off your

Like your is fake

You can't sit and if we ain't siblings

Then I can't relate

To they I'm Asic I run

I got it jumpin' like pump fake

I don't need nothing but one take

I'm from the part of the city where young

Keep him a nine like one plus eight

Our politician a face

Corrupt like a dogg pound gangsta

We duel like a small town wager

How I'm the dropout major

Success stories I favor

Used to cover my scars out here tryna cover the fader

Yeah pro tools knobs and the faders

Tell pigs as-salamu alaykum

You ain't 'bout static like AM radio

Ain't even play him

I put my heart and my all in my art

I'm alternate

All of them are the same

It's harder to tell 'em apart some days

I thought I'd call 'em out altogether

Rather than waste the amount of bars

It'll take for me to call 'em out by name

Caught a glimpse of the alternate

World I've introduced to you

Via the studio got 'em studying our mixtapes

I'm from the hood like my mama

Put that on my mama

I lay the law down like parliament

All just with a pen and page

I make sacrifices bloody sacrifices

You can't be everything to everybody

I wanna be your lover your best friend

Your batman spider-man

Fighter pilot shooting down your rivals and

I wanna d**n near kill you

To be the one that heal you up

I wanna be the one that feel you up

On nights when you need good dick to cheer you up

I wanna be the one to build you up

A wall worth five billion bucks to keep out the rah-rah

And the blah-blah-blah so nobody try to steal your thunder

Pull you under

Toss my hopes out Royal Rumble

We done moved out to the boondocks

Built a big house there he wonders

How somewhere along the way

He went from Huey to Eddie Wuncler

I been so disconnected my perspective is ignorant

When you rich don't wanna correct you

Say something crazy they won't interject

Do every ** that you want they gon' let you

Dangerous when it's nobody to check you

I be havin' to check myself

Stop holding that money

You know you got plenty

I be havin' to spread my wealth

I used to be at the crib myself

7 years old off of Bragg Boulevard

Where they bag up the raw

They gon' stand on the corner

One hand on they balls

And they ran when the cops come

There go the laws

Then I packed up a bag and

I trapped it up north on the path of a star

And I ran into you like I met you before

Now and me you goin' half on a boy sing

Huggin' the block huggin' the block all day

I had nowhere to go

She gave me a place to stay

She gave me her heart to hold

I still got that to this day

She ridin' with me on the road

She ridin' with me in the A

Huggin' the block huggin' the block okay

She gave me the gift of my son

And plus we got one on the way

She gave me a family to love for that

I can never repay

I'm crying while writing these words

The tears they feel good on my face hey

And yesterday could feel just like a waste yeah

If I don't love you how I'm supposed to

And yesterday could feel just like a waste yeah

If I don't love you how I'm supposed to

I make sacrifices bloody sacrifices