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03‘ Adolescence

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2016-12-26

  03' Adolescence - J. Cole

  I grew up, a fuckin' screw up

  Tie my shoe up,

  wish they was newer

  Damn, need somethin' newer

  In love with the baddest girl in the city,

  I wish I knew her

  I wish I won't so shy,

  I wish I was a bit more fly

  I wish that I, could tell her

  how I really feel inside

  That I'm the perfect nigga for her,

  but then maybe that's a lie

  She like a certain type of nigga,

  and it's clear I'm not that guy

  Ball player, star player,

  I'm just watchin' from the side

  On the bench,

  cause my lack of confidence won't let me fly

  I ain't grow up with my father,

  I ain't thinkin' bout that now

  Fast forward four years or

  so from now I'll probably cry

  When I realize what I missed,

  but as of now my eyes are dry

  Cause I'm tryna stay alive,

  In the city where too many niggas die

  Dreamin' quiet tryna dodge a suit and tie

  Who am I? Aye who am I (Yeah)

  Things change, rearrange and so do I

  It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie

  I get high cause the lows can be so cold

  I might bend a little bit but I don't fold

  One time for my mind and two for yours

  I got food for your

  thoughts to sooth your soul

  If you see my tears fall just let me be

  Move along, nothing to see

  I always did shit the hard way,

  my niggas slangin' in the hallway

  Burnt CD's and trees like this was broadway,

  Times Square

  Kept the dimes there in the locker

  Some Reggie Miller

  With more brown hairs than Chewbacca

  Whispers that he got it for the low low

  Sell a, dime for a dub,

  them white boys ain't know no better

  Besides,

  what's twenty dollars to a nigga like that?

  He tell his pops he need some lunch

  and he gon' get it right back

  I peep game

  Got home snatched my mama keychain,

  took her whip

  The appeal, too ill to refrain

  I hit the boulevard pull up

  to my nigga front door

  His mama at home,

  she still let em' hit the blunt though

  I told her hello

  and sat with my nigga and laughed

  And talked about

  how we gon' smash all the bitches in class

  I complimented

  how I see him out here getting his cash,

  and just asked

  "What a nigga gotta do to get that? Put me on"

  He just laughed when he seen I was sure

  17 years breathing his demeanor said more

  He told me,

  "Nigga you know how you sound right now?

  If you wasn't my mans,

  I would think that you a clown right now

  Listen, you everything I wanna be

  that's why I fucks with you

  So how you looking up to me,

  when I look up to you

  You bout to go get a degree,

  I'ma be stuck with two choices

  Either graduate to weight

  or selling number two

  For what? A hundred bucks or two a week?

  Do you think that you would know

  what to do if you was me?

  I got, four brothers,

  one mother that don't love us

  If they ain't never want us

  why the fuck they never wore rubbers?"

  I felt ashamed to have ever complained

  about my lack of gear

  And thought about how far we done came

  From trailer park to a front yard

  with trees in the sky

  Thank you mama dry your eyes,

  there ain't no reason to cry

  You made a genius and I,

  ain't gon' take it for granted

  I ain't gon' settle for lesser,

  I ain't gon' take what they handed

  Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me

  and show you that I can fly

  And show ol' girl what she missing

  The illest nigga alive

  Aye who am I?

  Things change, rearrange and so do I

  It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie

  I get high cause the lows can be so cold

  I might bend a little bit but I don't fold

  One time for my mind and two for yours

  I got food for your thoughts to sooth your soul

  If you see my tears fall just let me be

  Move along, nothing to see

  I never felt better

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