J. Cole - Born Sinner Lyrics
[Verse 1: J. Cole]Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsalIf I die today my nigga was it business? Was it personal?Should this be my last breath I'm blessed cause it was purposefulNever got to church to worship lord but please be mercifulYou made me versatile, well-rounded like cursiveNow you chose me for purpose I put my soul in these versesBorn sinner, was never born to be perfectSucka for women licking their lips and holding these pursesBack when we ran the streets who would think we grow to be murderersTeachers treated niggas as if they totally worthlessAnd violent, and hopelessI saw but never noticed that the college is right to beOr that you can be bossesRest in peace to Tiffany, I don't know if this is the realest shit I ever wroteBut know that the realest nigga wrote thisAnd signed it, and sealed it in a envelope and knew one day you would find itAnd knew one day that you would come back and rewind this, singing...[Hook: James Fauntleroy]I'm a born sinnerBut I die better than that, swearYou were always where I needed you to beWhether you were there or not there (I was there)I was born sinningBut I’ll live better than that (better tonight)If you ain’t *****ing with thatI don’t care (yeah, yeah, yeah)[Verse 2: J. Cole]Yeah, this music shit is a giftBut God help us make it cause this music business is a cliffI got a life in my grip, she holding tight to my wristShe screaming: "Don't let me slip"She see the tears in my eyes, I see the fear on her lipsTrue when I told you: "You the only reason why I don't flip and go insane"My roof in the pouring rainYou knew me before the fame, don't lose me the more I change, youJust grow with me, go broke you go broke with meI smoke you gon' smoke with meWoman's curse since birth, man lead her to the hearseI go Bobby you go with me damnListen here, I'll tell you my biggest fearsYou the only one who knows themDon't you ever go expose themThis life is harder than you'll probably ever knowEmotions I hardly ever showMore for you than for meDon't you worry yourselfI gotta do this for meThey tell me life is a test but where's a tutor for mePops came late I'm already stuck in my waysDucking calls from my mother for daysSometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raisedCan't wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to sayExcept[Hook]
