[00:03.68]Cole World, the new Nat King
[00:06.52]If I ain't the illest nıgga, I'm his new vaccine
[00:09.00]Really more like poison when his New Jack Swing
[00:11.69]And my bed is like a deck of cards - two black queens
[00:14.63]A nıgga don't like me, he just a fuccing hater
[00:17.12]What you made last week, I just tipped the fuccing waiter
[00:20.02]What that feel like? Tell me what that feel like?
[00:22.80]Nıgga fucc your Twitter, bıtches follow me in real life
[00:25.70]Welcome back, ladies and gentleman, to a brand new season. Dreamville, Cole World. So much has happened in our time apart
[00:36.52]I can’t wait to share it with you all in due time. Did you miss me?
[00:41.36]I know I missed you. Can’t believe these nıggas ain’t rap on this shıt man...
[00:46.08]Heard nıggas got beef
[00:47.56]Then they see me on the street, and don't speak
[00:49.57]Heard nıggas dropping songs every week, but they weak
[00:52.39]Yeah, I heard about your deal, hope they keep the receipt
[00:54.95]Heard nıggas out there saying I would be Memphis Bleek
[00:57.77]Well, how you feel when that nıgga got mills?
[01:00.28]And you sitting, commenting, discussing on how you feel
[01:02.89]Bout another nıgga shıt, or another nıgga chips
[01:05.58]Meanwhile I’m on the strip, putt puttin’ wit ya bıtch
[01:08.46]Cut something in the 6 then dip to 160
[01:11.11]Bıtch don’t fucc with me, trust nıgga I’m sick
[01:14.00]Can’t tag me, fucc nıgga I’m it—watch this
[01:18.60]With my heart on my sleeve I bleed pardon my greed
[01:21.78]I plead insanity, with a side of vanity
[01:24.25]How can it be I blew up singlehandedly
[01:26.66]Nobody handed me shıt
[01:28.05]Granted though, I planned to be rich
[01:29.83]Understandably, funny how I talk so candidly
[01:32.49]On cameras but won’t holla at family only randomly
[01:35.57]After a few drinks come our realest convos
[01:38.02]My handle on my thoughts used to be as ill as Rondo’s
[01:40.88]Screaming fucc whitey, forgetting I’m still mulatto
[01:43.50]Ay reverend, will I get to heaven, he said “hell if I know,” shıt
[01:46.24]Stay scheming, day dreaming, chain gleaming
[01:48.75]Name should be Abe Lincoln ‘cause I cannot tell a lie though
[01:51.75]All facts in fact, been all that
[01:54.09]Before Kenan and Kel swallow the key to my cell
[01:56.81]Which means, I got an impossible lock to pick
[01:59.32]And if you want my spot, you gotta go through lots of shıt
[02:02.10]Nıgga, Cole the truth, you the opposite
[02:04.67]I be tryna figure out why I cannot commit
[02:07.35]With who I’ve known for years, is it hoes or fear
[02:10.15]Meanwhile she wonder if the one she chose is pure
[02:12.88]No cure for the cold, rather Cole the cure
[02:15.48]Them last lines was more honest than your whole career
[02:18.15]Nıgga, you a phony, only got few homies
[02:21.07]I prefer lonely, you rap nıggas don’t know me
[02:24.03]Staying to myself, not concerned ‘bout my health
[02:26.48]I’m a mothafucca and yo baby mother is a milf
[02:29.00]Couple years ago they had a nıgga sitting on the shelf
[02:31.64]Now they tell me “man you like the realest shıt I ever smelt”
[02:34.47]They say, “Boy you got the belt"
[02:35.68]"Plus you better than so-and-so!”
[02:37.11]I keep it modest but inside I already know it though
[02:39.96]Yea thanks my nıgga, yea thanks my nıgga
[02:42.49]I deserve but nah this ain’t Tank my nıgga
[02:45.21]Leave the party like I just robbed a bank my nıgga
[02:47.93]Bag full of money, fucc yo debate my nıgga
[02:50.52]‘Cause two years ago and I ain’t make it, I was pissed
[02:53.10]But you care a little less about a list when you rich, nıgga
[02:57.02]When you rich nıgga...
[02:59.12]But that’s not what we came here for
[03:01.05]We didn’t come here to brag
[03:02.28]We didn’t come here to boast, to stunt. We just came here to flex
[03:07.00]Ladies and gentlemen, I appreciate your patience
[03:09.91]I assure you, it’ll be well worth the wait
[03:12.59]In the meantime, if I can get right back into it though. Check it...
[03:17.16]How many Kanye beats do a nıgga gotta murder
[03:20.04]To prove my mind’s further, hater nıgga converter
[03:22.87]Took kids to Carowinds which I’m sure you never heard of
[03:25.50]‘Cause I didn’t tell the news or the Fayetteville Observer
[03:28.25]I don’t do it for the press, I’m blessed, I made it out
[03:30.92]Sitting on this plane, my biggest thing to complain about
[03:33.40]Somewhere between yesterday and now
[03:35.57]I done lost my jewelry, Rollies, chains, almost lost my cool
[03:39.10]But see, I just left kids who ain’t got a fuccing thing
[03:41.69]‘Cept a lot of fuccing problems and a lot of fuccing pain
[03:44.37]And here I go bıtching ‘cause my Jesus piece missing
[03:47.12]Got a feeling housekeeping finally caught a nıgga slipping
[03:49.81]Eyes wide open, they just found a pot of gold
[03:52.60]Now lil’ Julio is somewhere shining on you hoes
[03:55.18]But that’s how it goes, fucc it I’m still breathing
[03:57.75]Like my lil’ nıgga Jaheim, we here for a reason
[04:00.87]That’s my lil’ man Jaheim
[04:03.40]He said, “Cole, can you shout me out on a song?”
[04:06.26]I was like, “I don’t know man,”
[04:07.58]but in my mind I knew I would shout him out though, you know—Fayettenam, 2-6
[04:13.12]Dreamville. We from a different world. Cole World...
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