J. Cole - Land of the Snakes Lyrics
[Verse 1: J. Cole]This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street withLord, know some hoes from the past like"Damn Cole, wish I knew that you would be rich"Well, should've askedIt's funny how these niggas on some real "Be cool with me" shitI bagged two *****es like it's two of me *****This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street withFinally got my own bedroom in this *****No more sleeping in my brother's roomLike man I might as well be sleeping in my mother's roomCause how I'm supposed to sneak hoes with my bro here?Plus she gon' find out I been rocking all this old gearThis is flow here, this is no fairThis is so pure, this is so clearThis is one breath, this is no airAin't no wedding and I do the most hereI'm the President you the co-chairYou the player, yeah, I'm the coach hereNigga I coast hereThats why they got me set up on this West Coast hereAvoiding the snakes, AK's, and coke yeahGet my dick wet but I never let it soak thereMan I been thinkin' bout movin' outWhat? Country boy in the city in New York nine yearsRan that shit like DiddyRiding through South Side Queens like Fiddy[Hook: J. Cole]Nothing's impossibleAnd all you lame niggas show me what not to doI met a real bad ***** in the club tonightShe told me, "Watch the snakes cause they watching you"I told her, "Aw baby don't stop! I ain't looking for the way to your heart!"She said, "You bout to miss church" while she riding meI like my sundaes with a cherry on topMake that ass dropMake that ass dropMake that ass drop[Verse 2: J. Cole]Now if you only had one wish is it devious?Cause you already know who your genie isCan't get a cover now your mag on my penisLike damn he turned out to be a geniusDamn real shit nigga no PixarYou niggas soft like Meagan Good's lips areMy kicks hard, my whip hardI came out the womb with my dick hardBack when I was playing Stomp the YardIt be a bunch of niggas up on campus talking hardDon't get exposed to these hoes boy knock it offI seen your mama in a Benz when she dropped you offDamn now who more thorough than me?I paint a picture of my pain for the world to seeCould paint a picture of the game but my girl would seeGotta ask myself, "What mean the world to me?"[Hook][Verse 3: J. Cole]This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street withA little Fayettenam nigga out in Beverly HillsThat's when I ran into this chick I went to college withYeah back when a nigga was on scholarshipWas in a rush but I still stopped to holla, shitThat's the least I owed her cause I tried to hitOn the first night, nah I ain't proud of itI boned her in my dorm room and kicked her out of itAnd I never called back, how thoughtfulessNow I'm standing in the streets tryna politic with herIn her mind she calling me a misogynist niggaOn some Bobby Brown shit my prerogative, nigga is to hit and never commitNow realizing when I hit she never forgetsSo every time I ignore the telephone callSaying I'll hit her back knowing I'm never gon' callShe was hurting, now she staring dead in my face she was smirkingLike, "Yeah I remember and nah you ain't worth shit, niggaYou ain't worth shit, nigga"This the shit I used to roll down Lewis Street with
