J. Cole - Just To Get By Lyrics
That was the warm (that was the warm up baby)Aiight, Elite for real. One tape and I'm up out of hereOne, yup, yeaLord please forgive me for my sinning, I ain't saying that I'm finished but I'm praying in advanceCause they way her eyes glance like they playing in my pantsYea ball game-I swear the hoes wasn't in my plansWhen a nigga took a chance and came to the big cityMy beat machine the only *****ing thing I had with meLike, bobby had Whitney we were cooking up crack!But them 15 credits had a nigga off trackPicture that! The best rapper since lil Wayne in classesThe best bachelor since Bruce Wayne with his BachelorsRemasterd this rap shit you hear the words coming from my lips, bastardsI never crack, I got that chapstickI practiced til that shit made perfect and served it to the people on a silver platterNow wheres the ladder?Cause either you gonna whine or climb, I choosed the ladderKnow you haters is pissed, hold your bladder thoughBefore you get tossed like a forward lateralWe never tattle, let God handle thatOr let the mob handle that, No sopranoHalf Black, half white I'm a pianoI'm an animal my video on discovery channelI'm a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas seize to existLike a beach in a tsunami you'll find me in The Ville in the state of NC***** if I ain't back home I'm up in N-Y-C bout that money probablyLike a *****ing robbery but I ain't JackingI'm chasing dreams sort of like jeansBoy I ain't slacking, I'm chasing dreams sort of like Jeans boy I ain't slackingAy take a hard look at my drive nigga no hacking on my shitI'm strait smacking niggas strait tagging niggasYo I'm freestylin ***** ya'll niggas ya'll be wilding and I'm OUT!
