World Is Empty Lyrics
| Song | World Is Empty |
| Artist | J. Cole |
| Album | The Warm Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cole | |
| 作词 : Cole | |
| Yea, like | |
| I said man, you niggas need to be out there and smoking something man | |
| You know what | |
| I'm saying? | |
| Yea, it's | |
| Cole, won't lie, won't stop to the race is won | |
| Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usually turn out to be the fakest ones | |
| Carolina where | |
| I made it from | |
| Cold world no blanket son | |
| Girls fast how | |
| Jamaican run | |
| Puffin on the city where the | |
| Lakers from, | |
| L-A, L-A, la la | |
| So high everything is a ha ha from me | |
| Dreamin of the days of a | |
| Drop 500 and a bad bitch that will go to | |
| Popeyes for me | |
| You can never tell me that | |
| I'm not hungry, if you ever felt what's inside my tummy | |
| My mom wanting out, is my time running out? | |
| Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me? | |
| Hope not... hope not... hope nothope not(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you) | |
| I'm just trynna make it my nigga[Verse 2:] | |
| Yea yeaA wise nigga told me don't chase that cash | |
| Follow your heart you'll make that fast | |
| Does a stripper love to shake that ass or does she wise to erase that past? | |
| Got a nigga in her face just gassed like, baby girl why you take this path? | |
| Stack in his hand trynna make that last, all she thinking bout is how to take his last | |
| Rub tities in his face and laugh, gotta try not to look fake in fact | |
| Alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass? | |
| Okay hes gone now | |
| Roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear, | |
| This ain't the life for you baby let me take you out of here cause.(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you) | |
| She like, | |
| Nigga yea right, do you know how much mutha fucking money | |
| I'm making?[Verse 3:] | |
| Yea my nigga sit back blow in the air | |
| Only getting high cause we close to the hell | |
| Nigga trynna like like | |
| Hova oh-well, we broke and that doe coming slow as a snail | |
| Hustle hard til there no inhale | |
| Hit the block like a postman with mail | |
| My brother got knocked now the hold him in cells | |
| My mom broke but she posted the bail | |
| Someway, some how niggas feelin like the sun down even when the sun up! | |
| Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust | |
| And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked | |
| But, this how niggas was brung up | |
| A mother just trynna raise her sun up | |
| Til a stray bullet got his lungs struck | |
| And the Governor could'ntgive one fuck | |
| While she sangin(My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you) | |
| Damn, told you niggas cold world no blanket | |
| Tough Luck, yea |
| zuo qu : Cole | |
| zuo ci : Cole | |
| Yea, like | |
| I said man, you niggas need to be out there and smoking something man | |
| You know what | |
| I' m saying? | |
| Yea, it' s | |
| Cole, won' t lie, won' t stop to the race is won | |
| Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usually turn out to be the fakest ones | |
| Carolina where | |
| I made it from | |
| Cold world no blanket son | |
| Girls fast how | |
| Jamaican run | |
| Puffin on the city where the | |
| Lakers from, | |
| LA, LA, la la | |
| So high everything is a ha ha from me | |
| Dreamin of the days of a | |
| Drop 500 and a bad bitch that will go to | |
| Popeyes for me | |
| You can never tell me that | |
| I' m not hungry, if you ever felt what' s inside my tummy | |
| My mom wanting out, is my time running out? | |
| Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me? | |
| Hope not... hope not... hope nothope not My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you | |
| I' m just trynna make it my nigga Verse 2: | |
| Yea yeaA wise nigga told me don' t chase that cash | |
| Follow your heart you' ll make that fast | |
| Does a stripper love to shake that ass or does she wise to erase that past? | |
| Got a nigga in her face just gassed like, baby girl why you take this path? | |
| Stack in his hand trynna make that last, all she thinking bout is how to take his last | |
| Rub tities in his face and laugh, gotta try not to look fake in fact | |
| Alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass? | |
| Okay hes gone now | |
| Roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear, | |
| This ain' t the life for you baby let me take you out of here cause. My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you | |
| She like, | |
| Nigga yea right, do you know how much mutha fucking money | |
| I' m making? Verse 3: | |
| Yea my nigga sit back blow in the air | |
| Only getting high cause we close to the hell | |
| Nigga trynna like like | |
| Hova ohwell, we broke and that doe coming slow as a snail | |
| Hustle hard til there no inhale | |
| Hit the block like a postman with mail | |
| My brother got knocked now the hold him in cells | |
| My mom broke but she posted the bail | |
| Someway, some how niggas feelin like the sun down even when the sun up! | |
| Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust | |
| And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked | |
| But, this how niggas was brung up | |
| A mother just trynna raise her sun up | |
| Til a stray bullet got his lungs struck | |
| And the Governor could' ntgive one fuck | |
| While she sangin My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you | |
| Damn, told you niggas cold world no blanket | |
| Tough Luck, yea |
| zuò qǔ : Cole | |
| zuò cí : Cole | |
| Yea, like | |
| I said man, you niggas need to be out there and smoking something man | |
| You know what | |
| I' m saying? | |
| Yea, it' s | |
| Cole, won' t lie, won' t stop to the race is won | |
| Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usually turn out to be the fakest ones | |
| Carolina where | |
| I made it from | |
| Cold world no blanket son | |
| Girls fast how | |
| Jamaican run | |
| Puffin on the city where the | |
| Lakers from, | |
| LA, LA, la la | |
| So high everything is a ha ha from me | |
| Dreamin of the days of a | |
| Drop 500 and a bad bitch that will go to | |
| Popeyes for me | |
| You can never tell me that | |
| I' m not hungry, if you ever felt what' s inside my tummy | |
| My mom wanting out, is my time running out? | |
| Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me? | |
| Hope not... hope not... hope nothope not My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you | |
| I' m just trynna make it my nigga Verse 2: | |
| Yea yeaA wise nigga told me don' t chase that cash | |
| Follow your heart you' ll make that fast | |
| Does a stripper love to shake that ass or does she wise to erase that past? | |
| Got a nigga in her face just gassed like, baby girl why you take this path? | |
| Stack in his hand trynna make that last, all she thinking bout is how to take his last | |
| Rub tities in his face and laugh, gotta try not to look fake in fact | |
| Alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass? | |
| Okay hes gone now | |
| Roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear, | |
| This ain' t the life for you baby let me take you out of here cause. My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you | |
| She like, | |
| Nigga yea right, do you know how much mutha fucking money | |
| I' m making? Verse 3: | |
| Yea my nigga sit back blow in the air | |
| Only getting high cause we close to the hell | |
| Nigga trynna like like | |
| Hova ohwell, we broke and that doe coming slow as a snail | |
| Hustle hard til there no inhale | |
| Hit the block like a postman with mail | |
| My brother got knocked now the hold him in cells | |
| My mom broke but she posted the bail | |
| Someway, some how niggas feelin like the sun down even when the sun up! | |
| Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust | |
| And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked | |
| But, this how niggas was brung up | |
| A mother just trynna raise her sun up | |
| Til a stray bullet got his lungs struck | |
| And the Governor could' ntgive one fuck | |
| While she sangin My world is empty without you babe, my world is empty without you | |
| Damn, told you niggas cold world no blanket | |
| Tough Luck, yea |
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