Intermission (includes "Lights Please," "In the Morning" and "Nobody's Perfect") (Live)

I need to know, how many people out here tonight

Fayetteville, have been f*ckin' with me from day 1 I need to know

I'm talkin' 'bout when a n*gga was passin' his mixtape out the f*ckin' mall and sh*t

He like, "you passed me one, n*gga"

I'ma do this sh*t ion' care if there's only like 5 or 6 people in here that know this sh*t I don't give a f*ck

I'ma do this song for anybody out here tonight

That got this sh*t that I dropped called The Warm Up

You know what I mean you gon' f*ck with this sh*t

Or even if you got this sh*t that I dropped called Friday Night Lights, you gon' f*ck with this sh*t

Now listen, I know a lot of people here, been f*ckin' with me for a long time

But a lot of ya'll, you know this might be the first album you f*ck with

Or the first show you ever came to so I gotta set the scene for ya'll, I gotta let y'all know somethin'

This sh*t been a long journey it was not always like this

It was not this many people

I'm bout to take ya'll to a time

Way before we had these f*ckin' fancy a*s f*ckin' LED lights and sh*t

I don't even know what the f*ck LED lights mean, but I'm payin' for them b*tches

Way before we had this f*ckin' cool a*s stage and sh*t, we ain't had to sh*t like this

And definitely way before we had this stupid f*ckin' ridiculous

Expensive, blue for no f*ckin' reason video wall behind me

We ain't have no sh*t like this man

The only thing we had-

The only thing we had was classic sh*t like this

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Sing!

I had this little bad thing, somethin' like them tens

She gave a n*gga mad brain, somethin' like The Wiz

But, you see, the sad thing f*ckin' with her is

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a b*tch

So I tried to show her about the world

And about just who we really are

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

Like, "Baby, look at how we live broke on Bragg boulevard"

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Then all I really want is for her to go down low

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

And all that deep sh*t I was previously down fo'

Replaced by freak sh*t I am currently down fo'

You see I peeped it, pus*y is power

That proud feelin' we get knowin' that pus*y is ours

And how it feels to feel that feelin'

You feelin' when you be drillin' that sh*t

Got her sayin' you be killin' that sh*t

And all the pain the world cause, she be healin' that sh*t

And naw, that ain't your girl, dog

But you be feelin' that chick

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

But in the meantime it's lights, please

Lights please, lights please

Sing!

Turn off the lights

For now, everything just seems so right

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Lights please, lights please, turn off the lights

For now, everything just seems so right

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Ah sh*t

2,6 sing

Hey can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

The sun risin' while you moanin'

Huh, up top!

Baby, you summertime fine

I let you get on top, I be the underline, I'm

Tryna get beside you like the number nine, dime

You fine as hell

I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell

But well, I'm wonderin' what type of sh*t you wantin'

Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman?

Ay would you drink with a n*gga? Do you smoke weed?

Don't be ashamed, it ain't no thing, I used to blow trees

Gettin' lifted, I quit but sh*t, I might get high with you

It's only fittin' 'cause I'm lookin' super fly with you

A flower, you are powerful, you do somethin' to me

'Cause girl, I caught the **** like you threw somethin' to me

So I threw 'em back, now all my n*ggas hollerin', “Who was that?”

“Oh boy, she bad n*gga, what you 'bout to do with that?”

I'm finna take you home, just sip a little Patron

Now we zonin', baby you so fine

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

Sing

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin'

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

Can I hit it in the mornin'?

And can I hit it in the mornin'?

The Sun risin' while you moanin', moanin', moan..

Hey!

Cole world

Fayettenam sing this sh*t!

Yeah, this is for all the fans..

That waited, the b*tch n*ggas that hated

Old hoes we dated, look, Mama; we made it

Your son out in Barbados, cheese, eggs, and potatoes

Smokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like- Hands up!

****yzin' the world, fantasizin' 'bout girls

I'm handin' diamonds and pearls, and vandalizin' her curls

Sweatin' her weave out, moans as she breathes out

F*ck I'm doin' in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute

I step over piranha, death over dishonor

They killin' n*ggas for J's, that's death over designer

Hey, Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna

Remember when I used to be stressed over D'wana

Now a n*gga only text and get stressed over Rihannas

I'm talkin' tens and better, hood b*tches in Timbs and sweaters

And we always argue 'bout the same thing

And tell me, why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing

Sing!

Nobody's perfect, sing!

Nobody's perfect, ay ay, uh

Say what?

Hey, but you're perfect for me

Nobody's perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay)

Nobody's perfect, ay

Hey, right side, hands up

Hey, but you're perfect for me

We rollin', we ridin'

He like to go inside and

I love to go all night and

We rock the boat: Poseidon

I love to call your name, name, name

Yeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, eh