The Autograph

"The Autograph"

They say anythings possible

You gotta dream like you never seen obstacles

Chasing obscene profits so we ain’t stopping for the red lights

Look in my rear view all I see is niggas headlights

Catch me if you can ho

They try and sack me and I scramble

Look up in the sky you’ll see exactly where I am bo

Hey, don’t you see me man?

Making my wishes come true with no genie man

I got the keys to my beamer with no Beenie Man

I’m on these rich niggas ass no bikini man

I bring the real to the day the Lord free me man

Never imagined that the kids would wanna be me man

Eh, could it be that I give the hopeless broke kids, hope

Caught me walking through the mall, looking like he seen a ghost

Silly head to approach, what's up young blood

Ain't it strange, a year ago today, my nigga, I was counting change

Yeah hopping trains up in New York city

Though I gotta thank God cause if you weren’t with me

Then I surely woulda died, you can throw the fork in me

This my New Years resolution, dawg

No more Pork in me, uh, I ain't no Muslim though

Caron Butler I’m a wizard if he doesn't know

Its young Simba, I’m ballin’ 'til the buzzer blow

You try and kick the shit I kick you gon stub your toe

Boy thats just how tough I go, see this is my life work

This shit you callin classic, I be like that might work

Want you to feel something new, thats how a dike work

And ask me bout pressure, they wanna see my pipe burst

Not tonight nigga

Not tonight nigga

Yeah, hey

Hey, man, hey

Man, I rap so vicious but I talk so politely

Never met a baby momma, momma who don’t like me

Met a couple baby fathers though they wanna fight me

I hit her til she snooze, like the news nigga nightly

Send her back to you when she no longer excites me

No she bitter with this nigga cause he ain't quite me

One things for certain baby, you are a wifey, two things for fucking sure

I am not the husband though, so run back to him while you still can

He sticking with his wife and kid, yeah thats a real man

I was ashamed all along and I still am

We let the lust interupt something real, damn

Girl we grown so you gotta play your own position

I wouldn’t say that you a ho, just made a ho decision

Eh, you can blame it on the liquor like a prohibitions

We both know thats what you wanted girl

I know you listening

Hey，Girl I know you listening

Uh I know you listening

Hey, yeah

Shout out to the bootleggers who supply my shit

The fans online trying to find my shit

And to the niggas listening but won't buy my shit

And catch me in the street wanna ride my dick

Y’all niggas is the worst, see me like

“J. Cole homie, can you sign my burnt CD”

Nigga please, an album ten dollars

You act like it’s ten g’s

This food for thought cost the same as 2 numbers three’s

So at ease with that broke shit

We all tryna get a dollar boy, no shit

You know I feel ya pain, thats why I slang this hope shit

And give you lines that you rewind and think oh shit

These rappers talk a lot of money, cars and hoes shit

I give you that and a whole lot more shit

Than got richer and still rapping like I’m poor shit

You niggas think you know shit, nigga you don’t know shit

Ho bitch

Yeah, Cole Bitch

J Cole nigga

Hey