Stickz N Stonez (Explicit)

Stickz N Stonez (Explicit) - J. Cole

Lyrics by：J. Cole

Composed by：J. Cole

Produced by：Alchemist/Billa Joints

Are you guys ready to party tonight

Are you sure

Yeah

I'm ******* with you right

Okay

Ladies and gentlemen

Ladies and gentlemen

Can I get a

Hunger

Hunger

Yeah

Uh

They gotta hide they face

They was predictin' a nigga to fail turns out that was not the case

I'm rockin' a mask with lots of cash I look like I robbed a bank

Can't even rob the bank that I use my money is not with Chase

Foreign deposit safes I'm writin' this **** on a private plane

Sometimes I be flyin' commercial still

These niggas get rich and become so detached

They music start havin' that surface feel

Not a subliminal speakin' in general

Feelings get hurt when words get spilled

Sticks and stones may break your bones

But sayin' my name in a verse will kill

Word to the wise nigga we heard all them lies before

My number ones come from albums theirs is burgers and fries to go

Go against me your odds is low

I don't even got no opps for real

Nigga just give me my props for real

I done did everything I'm 'bout to chill

Count the mills in cribs on top of hills

Mad chips cash rich my stash thick I'm Dr Phil

Stash thick I'm Steve Harvey

Bad ***** two friends hat trick caught three bodies

And tell 'em to go like they E-40 uh

Nigga don't want no smoke with me I'm one of them ones

Tiptoein' through the slums duckin' a hundred-round drum

I took my lumps way out in Cumberland niggas ain't hunt where I hunt

**** I'm up stomach still rumblin' niggas ain't done what I done

Nigga don't want no smoke with me I'm one of them ones

Hop on a song with whoever I ain't duckin' no one-on-ones

Ayy pull up the track I'm 'bout to black

I'm goin' on a whole 'nother run

Yeah

Ladies and gentlemen

Uh

So much drama on the street feel like the beef is random

Murder galore turn into Thor I gotta keep a hammer

Case weather get inclement

Shots rain on the innocent

The neighbors still don't know who sent them ****s it's like a secret Santa

Me I'm out here reachin' for a higher frequency I plan to

Rest my feet in presidential suites or sleep in beach cabanas

Skeetin' on thousand-count sheets I'm hittin' freaks in tandems

Bust 'em down then throw 'em in the cab like they from East Atlanta

Tonight

How it feel to see the flyest ***** and know that he can land 'em

Are you sure

Every word I speak on beats it's guaranteed to feed the fandom

I'm ******* with you right

Okay

Weaklings wanna walk inside my sneakers watchin' from the bleachers

Only time they'll see the roles reversed is if they lease a Phantom

Bad investment but what else you had expected

Moms was broke my whole adolescence never had a lesson

'Cept for pawn shop hustles to times collections had her stressin'

******* couldn't tell if I was poor or just bad at dressin'

It was a bit of both when I took it up top

I took an oath huh

I was gon' hit a lick break bread with my dogs

And split a loaf huh

And take over the game make sure that my name's considered GOAT

Now I'm back home as the best in the world

The Fall Off come and hear the growth

On God nigga

Nigga don't want no smoke with me I'm one of them ones

Tiptoein' through the slums duckin' a hundred round-drum

I took my lumps way out in Cumberland niggas ain't hunt where I hunt

**** I'm up stomach still rumblin' niggas ain't done what I done

Nigga don't want no smoke with me I'm one of them ones

Hop on a song with whoever I ain't duckin' no one-on-ones

Ayy pull up the track I'm 'bout to black

I'm goin' on a whole 'nother run

Ladies and gentlemen

Ladies and