Big Boy's Neighborhood

Big Boy's Neighborhood

Big Boy is a veteran of Los Angeles radio and morning show host at REAL 92.3 KRRL FMFull Bio

 

All the lyrics to J. Cole's KOD

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Intro

Do you wanna, do you wanna be

Do you wanna, do you wanna be

Do you wanna, do you wanna be, free

Do you wanna, do you wanna be, happy

Do you wanna, do you wanna be, happy

Do you wanna be, happy

Do you wanna, do you wanna be, happy

I said do you wanna, do you wanna be, happy

I said do you wanna, do you wanna be, free

I said do you wanna, do you wanna be happy

I said do you wanna, do you wanna be, free

Free from pain, free from scars

Free to sing, free from bars

Free my dawgs, you're free to go

Block gets hot, the streets is cold

Free to love, to each his own

Free from bills, free from pills

You roll it loud, the speakers blow

Life get hard, it eats your soul

It clears your mind, learn to fly

Then reach the stars, you take your time

And look behind and said, "Look where I came

Look how far I done came"

They say that dreams come true

And when they do, that there's a beautiful thing

Do you wanna, do you wanna be happy?

I said do you wanna, do you wanna be free

I said do you wanna, do you wanna be


KOD

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

Go, go, go

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

Wow, niggas been crampin' my style

Blowin' my high, they want a reply

The number one question is, "How?"

How does it feel now that you on?

How much you worth? How big is your home?

How come you won't get a few features?

I think you should? How 'bout I don't?

How 'bout you just get the fuck off my dick?

How 'bout you listen and never forget?

Only gon' say this one time, then I'll dip

Niggas ain't worthy to be on my shit

Haven't you heard? I'm as cold as the tip

Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic

No tip-toein' around it, my shit is gigantic

As big as the fuckin' Atlantic, I'm lit, bitch

 

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

How I grew up, only few would've loved

'Member I got my first view of the blood

I'm hangin' out and they shoot up the club

My homie got pharmaceutical plug

I smoke the drug and it run through my vein

I think it's workin', it's numbin' the pain

Don't give no fuck and I'm somewhat insane

Don't give no fuck and I'm somewhat insane

Yeah, at this shit daily

Sipped so much Actavis, I convinced Actavis that they should pay me

If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby

If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby

Platinum wrist ridin' in back like Miss Daisy

Platinum disc and I own masters, bitch, pay me

Y'all niggas trappin' so lacksiyal daisy

My nigga sell crack like it's back in the '80s

Know a young nigga, he acting'so crazy

He serve a few packs and he jack a Mercedes

He shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies

He don't give a fuck if them crackers gon' hang him

Bitches been askin', "Where have you done lately?"

I stacked a few M's like my last name was Shady

My life is too crazy, no actor could play me

My life is too crazy, no actor could play me

 

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

This here's what you call a flip

Ten keys from a quarter brick

Bentley from his mama's whip

K.O.D., he hard as shit

Power, greed. money, Molly, weed

Percs, Xannys, lean, fame

And the strongest drug of them all

And the strongest drug of them all

Love


Photograph

Fell in love through a photograph

I don't even know your name

Wonder if you'd follow back

I hope to see you one day

I won't show my niggas now

I'II keep this one for myself

Love today's gone digital

And it's messing with my health

Yeah

Damn, I love your sense of humor

You don't get caught up in rumors

You don't be talking 'bout who fuckin' who

And I notice the way you maneuver

Sexy, but never show too much

Ain't heard from you in like, two months

All of a sudden, you pop on my line

You could make time stop on a dime

I think you mastered the art of sublime

Your type is harder to find

You could turn water to wine, yeah

You could turn water to wine, yeah

I think you mastered the art of sublime

Your type is harder to find

You could turn water to wine, yeah

You could turn water to wine, feel me

Niggas be talkin' so slick (ugh)

I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah)

Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah)

Can't see my heart it don't fit (yeah)

Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah)

Too busy thinking what if (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah)

Niggas be talkin' so slick (yeah)

I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah)

Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah)

Can't see my heart it don't fit (yeah)

Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah)

Too busy thinking what if (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (mmm)

Fell in love through a photograph

I don't even know your name

Wonder if you'd follow back

I hope to see you one day

I won't show my niggas now

I 'II keep this one for myself

Love today's gone digital

And it's messing with my health

Yeah

Feel like I gotta say somethin'

Thought of you got my heart jumpin'

But I can't come up with nothin' (no)

But I can't come up with nothin'

I put it off for a day I come back around your way

Searching for what I could say

That accurately could convey

The way that I feel in the word

That's different than what you done heard

So many done hit you wit game

So many been sent to the curb

And I did not come here to play

And I did not come to observe

And I did not come here to play

But I did not come to observe

Feel me

Niggas be talkin' so slick (ugh)

I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah)

Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah)

Can't see my heart it don't fit (yeah)

Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah)

Too busy thinking what if (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah)

Niggas be talkin' so slick (yeah)

I'm not the nigga for lip (yeah)

Puttin' my heart in the click (yeah)

Can't see my heart it don't fit (yeah)

Don't think I'm built for this shit (yeah)

Too busy thinking what if (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (yeah)

I shoot my shot and it brick (mmm)

Fell in love through a photograph

I don't even know your name

Wonder if you'd follow back

I hope to see you one day

I won't show my niggas now

I 'II keep this one for myself

Love today's gone digital

And it's messing with my health


The Cut Off

I know heaven is a mind state, I've been a couple times

Stuck in my ways so I keep on falling down

Keep on falling down

Keep on falling down

I know heaven is a mind state, I've been a couple times

Stuck in my ways so I keep on falling down

Keep on falling down

Keep on falling down

Yeah

Give me drank, give me smoke

Get me high, let me float

I'm a clown, coming down

Put me down, gentle now

Give me drank, give me coke

Bottom line, I can't cope

If I die, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Give me drank, give me smoke

Get me high, let me float

I'm a clown, coming down

Put me down, gentle now

Give me drank, give me coke

Bottom line, I can't cope

If I die, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

 

Yeah, I got some niggas that still owe me an apology

I'ma be the bigger man just like I always be

Eventually but right now that's hard for me

I'm dreaming violent, I can't tolerate disloyalty

So I'ma see you when I see you, know that day comin'

I pray that on that day you slip and say something

I never fantasize 'bout murder 'cause I'm still sane

But I can't seem to fight this urge to make you feel pain

I know that vengeance is the Lord's and it's not for me

I know the punishment for you is that you not with me

You place the value on the bitches that you got with me

And now the bitches ask you daily "Why you not with me?"

I had to cut some people off 'cause they was using me

My heart is big I want to give too much and usually

I send the bread and don't hear back for like two months now

You hit my phone, you need a loan, oh I'm a crutch now

I had to learn, I never had shit

You never would split, you was hood rich

I couldn't get a dollar from you I remember that

It was blurry for a while but now it's coming back (coming back)

Time will tell who is on my side

(Time will tell just who is on my side)

I mean well but I can't stop my pride

(I mean well but I can't stop my pride)

 

Give me drank, give me smoke

Get me high, let me smoke

I'm a clown, coming down

Put me down, jammin' out

Give me drank, give me coke

Bottom line, I can't cope

If I die, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Give me drank, give me smoke

Get me high, let me smoke

I'm a clown, coming down

Put me down, jammin' out

Give me drank, give me coke

Bottom line, I can't cope

If I die, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Keep on falling down

Keep on falling down

Keep on falling down

I know heaven is a mind state, I've been a couple times

Stuck in my ways so I keep on falling down

Keep on falling down, yeah

 

Time will tell who is on my side

(Time will tell just who is on my side)

I mean well but I can't stop my pride

(I mean well but I can't stop my pride)

Give me drank, give me smoke

Get me high, let me smoke

I'm a clown, coming down

Put me down, jammin' out

Give me drank, give me coke

Bottom line, I can't cope

If I die, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know

Give me drank, give me smoke

Get me high, let me smoke

I'm a clown, coming down

Put me down, jammin' out

Give me drank, give me coke

Bottom line, I can't cope

If I die, I don't know

I don't know, I don't know


ATM

Life can cause you much pain

There are...

Life can cause you

Life can...

There are...

There are many ways to deal with this pain

Choose wisely

Will I fall? Will I fly?

Heal my storm

Fulfill my high

Cross my heart (Count, count count, count it)

And hope to die (Count, count count, count it)

With my shine (Count, count, count, count it)

I'll give full stride

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

I know that it's difficult

I'm stackin' the paper it's sorta habitual

I blow the residual

And fuckin' yo bitch like its part of my ritual

Pardon the visual

But money, it give me a hard-on it's typical

I want it in physical

A million dollars, I count up in intervals

Without it I'm miserable

Don't wanna fall off so I'm all in my bag

Thankin' God like it's biblical

I know it's gon' solve every problem I have

I balled on them principles

Remember the teachers was all on my ass

Now the thought of them pitiful

And all of a sudden I'm so good at math

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it

Big bills, big pills

I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills

My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still

Don't give a fuck it it kills, it mix well

I'm only counting

Big bills, big pills

I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills

My niggas running tip drills, can't sit still

Don't give a fuck it it kills, it mix well

I'm only counting...

Uno, dos, tres, quatro

Proceed with caution

I heard if you chase it only results in

A hole in your heart

Fuck it, I take the whole cake and I won't leave a portion

It's only an organ

Thank God mama couldn't afford the abortion

The loneliest orphan

I flipped mama's fortune and grown me a fortune

My Rollie is scorchin'

Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin'

Now Cole, he important

My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin

We ball in your court and

Escape with your bitch like we turning your heart in

She don't need no garments

She horny from all the money we countin'

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

Can't take it when you die, but you can't live without it

Uno dos tres

Will I fall? Will I fly?

Heal my storm

Fulfill my high

Cross my heart

And hope to die

With my slice of Devil’s pie


Motiv8

You really wanna know who Superman is?

Watch this, pow!

I like him

I think he's pretty cool

He's my idol

I can't have no sympathy for fuck niggas

All this shit I've seen done made my blood thicker

Spill promethazine inside a double cup

Double up my cream, now that's a Double Stuff, yeah

Please don't hit my phone if it ain't 'bout no commas

Keep the peace like Dali Lama, big body Hummers

Backin' out the parkin' spot and though the law be on him

He exempt, Shawn Kemp, he keep that .40 on him

Go!

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Motivate (motivate), mo-

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Motivate (motivate), mo-

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

Too many times I swallowed my pride

I'm crackin' a smile, I'm dyin' inside

My demons are close, I'm tryin' to hide (Get Money)

I'm poppin' a pill, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm

Woah, suddenly, I feel like takin' a PJ

Get money

Fly to D.R. on a weekday, eatin' ceviche

With like half of a mili' inside of my briefcase

A couple of freaks play

And they don't speak Ingles

But the money is somethin' that they could comprende

And I got bread like I'm Green Day

Get money

I come around and their heads turn

Used to like bitches with hair permed

Now I like it "natural, actual, factual"

Naps and shit, bougie, still do ratchet shit

Not afraid to pass the clip

Before I make the ratchet spit, blaow!

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Get money

Motivate (motivate), mo-

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Get money

Motivate (motivate), mo-

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)

Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

Too many times I swallowed my pride

Get money

I'm crackin' a smile, I'm dyin' inside

My demons are close, I'm tryin' to hide

I'm poppin' a pill, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive

I'm

Get money

Get money


Kevin’s Heart

She my number one, I don't need nothing on the side

Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies

But my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line

I stare at the screen a while before I press decline

But she plants a seed and it still lingers in my mind

Told myself I'm strong enough to shake it and I'm trying

But I'm only human, I know loving you's a crime

If I take this cookie now one day I'll do the time

Slip me a xanny at once

I got the herb from the blunt

I get the skirt when I want

I get the skirt when I want

Due to the money aroma

My girl she got a diploma

She got wife written all over

She got wife written all over

All a nigga know is how to fuck a good thing up

Run from the pain, sip lean, smoke tree up

When I'm in your town press pound hit me up

When I'm in your town press pound hit me up

Only if you down and you slurp good D up

If the work good I'll be back for the re-up

Hate when I creep and the phone wake me up

Fake like I'm sleep knowing damn well I be up

Monkey on my back and I walk a hundred miles

Guilt make a nigga feel fake when he smile

Love get confused in the mind of a child

Cause love wouldn't lie like I lie and it's wild

Wanna have my cake and another cake too

Even if the baker don't bake like you

Even when the flavor don't taste like you

So I'm back mobbing with the late night crew

All in your mind with fears that would come true

The back of my mind, the back of my mind was you

Wishing that I could blind myself from view

The only advice, the only advice for you

Slip me a xanny at once

I got the herb from the blunt

I get the skirt when I want

I get the skirt when I want

Due to the money aroma

My girl she got a diploma

She got wife written all over

She got wife written all over

I'm a fake nigga and it's never been clearer

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

I'm a fake nigga and it's never been clearer

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror

She my number one I don't need nothing on the side

Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies

But my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line

I stare at the screen a while before I press decline

But she plants a seed and it still lingers in my mind

Told myself I'm strong enough to shake it and I'm trying

But I'm only human, I know loving you's a crime

If I take this cookie now one day I'll do the time

I love her, I don't want to lose her

I'm selfish, I know that I use her

My ego get stroked and I bruise her

My ego get stroked and I bruise her

My actions I know they confusin'

At home I look happy as usual

On the road I'm a mac, I'm a chooser

I'm a addict, I'm maskin' that

Kevin's Heart

They tell me what's done in the dark

Will find a way to shine

I done did so much that when you see you might go blind

What's done in the dark will always find a way to shine

I done did so much that when you see you might go blind


BRACKETS

Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business

A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know

And I'm really happy about it

And I'm not bragging, I just wanna say something

I make a so--- fuck, it's ridiculous

But wait, wait a minute, wait a minute

Hey, if my father was alive today, I would go home and say

"Dad, I wanna tell you how much money I made"

You know what he'd say? You's a lying motherfucker

Jerome Lewis didn't make that much money

Come in here, get your ass out the house

Coming here with that bullshit, hah

Niggas hating on me, I ain't used to that

Know a couple people wanna shoot for that

I say "No, no, no, chill, it ain't no need for that"

Them niggas tryna blow and ain't no need for that

And if it work for them, well shit, I'm cool with that

'Cause how they feel, I ain't got shit to do with that

I just sit back on cool and watch my paper stack

And trip off how much bread them crackers take from that

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

It's been a long time since I have felt this way

About something but now, but now

I'm controlling my mind, the days are warm

The nights are cold, the lost is found, I'm found

Lord knows I need something to fill this void

Lord knows I need something to fill this void

Lord knows I need something to fill this void

Lord knows I need something to fill this void

Hell yeah boy, I'm a goddamn millionaire now

Hell yeah, nigga, they can't tell me shit now, bro, hell no, fuck that

Bitch, got my first motherfuckin' million dollar check nigga

I'm goddamn lit boy, you crazy as hell

Hold up, it's my phone real quick, it's my Unc'

Uncle Sam and shit

"What's up Unc'? Yup. Hey, I told you that check was coming in, I gotchu when it came in. Goddamn, I'm a man of my word. Goddamn, I told you I'ma have it, and goddamn, I'ma have it for you. Hell, shit, damn right. Now, how much was it though? Uh huh. Huh? Half? Half nigga? You crazy, boy, you crazy. Bitch, you crazy as fuck. Bitch, bitch, you better suck half my dick!"

Yeah, I pay taxes, so much taxes, shit don't make sense

Where do my dollars go? You see lately, I ain't been convinced

I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools

But my niggas barely graduate, they ain't got the tools

Maybe 'cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send

Get spent hirin' some teachers that don't look like them

And the curriculum be tricking them, them dollars I spend

Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin

One thing about the men that's controlling the pen

That write history, they always seem to white-out they sins

Maybe we'll never see a black man in the White House again

I'll write a check to the IRS, my pockets get slim

Damn, do I even have a say 'bout where it's goin'?

Some older nigga told me to start votin'

I said "Democracy is too fuckin' slow"

If I'm givin' y'all this hard-earned bread, I wanna know

Better yet, let me decide, bitch, it's 2018

Let me pick the things I'm funding from an app on my screen

Better that than letting wack congressman I've never seen

Dictate where my money go, straight into the palms of some

Money-hungry company that make guns that circulate the country

And then wind up in my hood, making bloody clothes

Stray bullet hit a young boy with a snotty nose

From the concrete, he was prolly rose

Now his body froze and nobody knows what to tell his mother

He did good at the white man schools unlike his brother

Who was lost in the streets all day, not using rubbers

So right now, he got two on the way

Still sleep on covers in his mama house

She can't take this shit no more, she want him out

On the morning of the funeral, just as she's walking out

Wiping tears away, grabbing her keys and sunglasses

She remember that she gotta file her taxes, damn

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


Once An Addict (Interlude)

Right, right, right, right

Something's got a hold on me

Right, right, right, right

Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding

If we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain?

God must feel no pain

Something's got a hold on me

Only joy

Does this mean even our suffering pleases him?

Lost in a cloud of marijuana

Young Carolina nigga, fish out of water

Step-daddy just had a daughter with another woman

Mama ain't recover yet

Callin' me at 12 at night

She drunk as fuck and I'm upset

'Cause why she always using me for crutch?

Growin' up I used to always see her up

Late as shit, cigarette smoke and greatest hits from Marvin Gaye

She kill a whole bottle of some cheap chardonnay

I gotta leave this house 'cause part of me dies when I see her like this

Too young to deal with pain

I'd rather run the streets than see her kill herself

So 'Ville became my escape from a feelin' I hate

Mama cursing me out

Depression's such a villainous state

I used to stay out later on purpose

Subconsciously I was nervous that if I came home early then what would surface was her inner demons

And then I'd have to end up seein' my hero on ground zero

Tears flow while Al Green blow

Love and happiness

I wish that I could say the right words to cheer her up

I wish her son's love was enough

I tell her, "Mama, go to sleep"

She tell me "Boy, hush. You better pray to God you never get your heart crushed"

I shake my head in frustration

Head to my room and I can still hear the tunes of my door shut

Fuck it though, a couple more months I'll be gone

Off to college and dorms

Foolin' myself, thinkin' problems are gone

But now it's 1 AM and my mama diallin' my phone

I know she intoxicated and soon this high that I'm on comes crashin' down

She lit, talkin' drunk shit, I'm pissed

But I'm still all ears like Basset hounds

Thinkin' to myself, "Maybe my mama need help

Don't she got work it the morning?

Why she do this to herself?

Hate how she slurrin' her words

Soundin' so fuckin' absurd

This ain't the woman I know

Why I just sit and observe?

Why don't I say how I feel?

When I do, she's defensive for real

Well maybe things get better with time, I heard it heals"

Little did I know how deep her sadness would go

Lookin' back, I wish I woulda did more instead of running

Something's got a hold on me

I can't let it go

Out of fear I won't be free

Something's got a hold on me

I can't let it go

Out of fear I won't be—

No!

Something's got a hold on me

I can't let it go

Right

Life can bring much pain

There are many ways to deal with this pain (right)

Choose wisely (right)


Friends

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I got thoughts, can't control

Got me down, got me low

Rest my mind, rest my soul

When I blow, when I blow

Am I wrong, let them know

Feels so right to let things go

Don't think twice, this is me

This is how I should be

But I'm aggravated without it

My saddest days are without it

My Saturdays are the loudest

I'm blowing strong

Some niggas graduated with powder

I dabble later, I doubt it

My database of narcotics

It's growing long

But I'm aggravated without it

My saddest days are without it

My Saturdays are the loudest

I'm blowing strong

Some niggas graduated with powder

I dabble later, I doubt it

My database of narcotics

It's growing long

 

I wrote this shit to talk about the word addiction

To my nigga --- I hope you listening

--- I hope you listening

This is for the whole fucking 'ville I hope you're listening

Smoking medical grade, but I ain't got perscription

All the way in Cali where they ain't got precipi-

-Tation, feeling like the only one that made it

And I hate it for my niggas 'cause they ain't got ambition

Fuck did you expect, you can blame it on condition

Blame it on crack, you can blame it on the system

Blame it on the fact that 12 got jurisdiction

To ride around in neighborhoods that they ain't ever lived in

Blame it on the strain that you feel when daddy missing

Blame it on Trump shit, blame it on Clinton

Blame it on trap music and the politicians

Or the fact that every black boy wanna be Pippen

But they only got twelve slots on the Pistons

Blame it on the rain, Milli Vanilli with the disk skip

What I'm tryna say is the blame can go deep as seas

Just to blame 'em all I would need like twenty CD's

There's all sorts of trauma from drama that children see

Type of shit that normally would call for therapy

But you know just how it go in our community

Keep that shit inside it don't matter how hard it be

Fast forward, them kids is grown and they blowing trees

And popping pills due to chronic anxiety

I been saw the problem but stay silent 'cause I ain't Jesus

This ain't no trial if you desire go higher please

But fuck that now I'm older I love you 'cause you my friend

Without the drugs I want you be comfortable in your skin

I know you so I know you still keep a lot of shit in

You running from yourself and you buying product again

I know you say it helps and no I'm not trying to offend

But I know depression and drug addiction don't blend

Reality distorts and then you get lost in the wind

And I done seen the combo take niggas off the deep end

One thing about your demons they bound to catch up one day

I'd rather see you stand up and face them than run away

I understand this message is not the coolest to say

But if you down to try it I know of a better way

Meditate

 

Meditate, meditate, meditate, meditate

Don't medicate, medicate, don't medicate, medicate

Meditate, meditate, meditate, meditate

Don't medicate, medicate, don't medicate, medicate

I got thoughts, can't control

Got me down, got me low

Rest my mind, rest my soul

When I blow, when I blow

Am I wrong, let them know

Feels so right to let things go

Don't think twice, this is me

This is how I should be

Cop another bag of smoke today

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Window Pain (Outro)

One night when I, when me, my mom

We was about to go to bed

All the doors was locked

Then when I had fell asleep

My mom had-had heard three, um

Gunshots, it was to my cousin, um

His name was Rond, the one that kept hittin' me up

He been shot right through the face

Right in the neck

And he got shot right in the stomach

I put my hand to the sky, I sing

Grateful for the blessings you bring

Thank you for the ones I love

Forgive me for the times I was down and confused

I know what I reap is what I will sow

Once again I find myself back with you from my hell

All I ever wanted was to hear them bitches holler back

Get some money plus respect and now look, I got all of that

All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side

All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry

All I wanna do is touch a platinum plaque and celebrate

All I wanna do is keep my niggas out the yellow tape

All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side

All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry

Right now I'm starin' out the window of my Range and contemplating, am I sane?

Have I sacraficed for fame?

My occuptation's on my brain

Thought that I could change it all if I had changed

But the niggas that I came up with way back is still the same

I be tryna give 'em game like Santa did when Christmas came

They be listenin' but it's clear to me they did not hear a thing

It go in one ear and out the other like a bullet out the muzzle of a pistol shot by brothers standin' point-blank range

Niggas bang in the Ville, I always thought that shit was strange

How you claim blood or cuz when that was just a LA thing?

I don't mean no disrespect towards your set, no, I'm just sayin'

That it seem like for acceptance niggas will do anything

Niggas will rep any gang, niggas will bust any head

Niggas will risk everything, point him out and then he dead

Shootin' up where his granny live, blow, blow, his granny duck

He don't give a fuck, he's on Henny and Xanny duff

Blowin' Tammy up, bitch, when you gonna give them panties up?

He gon' plant a seed, but best believe he ain't man enough

Just because yo' dick can spray semen, it don't mean that you ready to let go of yo' childish ways

The results are deadly

Because that child will suffer and that's what can most affect me

The little girl I met this past summer said, "Don't forget me"

I won't forget you, how could I with all you went through?

A bullet hit yo' cousin in Temple while he was with you

And while you was talkin', I was tearin' up, where's the tissue?

If you was my sister then I would kiss you and tell you that I'm sorry for the pain you had to live through

I know I'm blessed because yo' stress is realer than anything I done been through

I put my hand to the sky, I sing

Grateful for the blessings you bring

Thank you for the ones I love

Forgive me for the times I was down and confused

I know what I reap is what I will sow

Once again I find myself back with you from my hell

All I ever wanted was to hear them bitches holler back

Get some money plus respect and now look, I got all of that

All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side

All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry

All I wanna do is touch a platinum plaque and celebrate

All I wanna do is keep my niggas out the yellow tape

All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side

All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry

It's not that big

Well at least, um

God had saved him 'cause he still alive

So why do y'all think that bad stuff happen? Like why can't the world just be all nice things?

Because God is tryna, um

Warn-warn us or teach us a lesson that we need to learn

Or he's tryna warn us of He's comin' back to, um, see us and take us home and redo the world

He's comin' back to, um, have us be His children and for us to see Him for the first time so we can rejoice with Him and have our time

And after we do that, he's gonna restart the world

K.O.D

Choose wisely!


1985 (Intro To "The Fall Off”)

1985, I arrived

33 years, damn, I'm grateful I survived

We wasn't s'posed to get past 25

Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive

All these niggas popping now is young

Everybody say the music they make is dumb

I remember I was 18

Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same thing

You gotta give a boy a chance to grow some

Everybody talkin' like they know somethin' these days

Niggas actin' woke, but they broke, umm

I respect the struggle but you all frontin' these days

Man, they barely old enough to drive

To tell them what they should do, who the fuck am I?

I heard one of em' dissed me, I'm suprised

I ain't trippin', listen good to my reply

Come here lil' man, let me talk with ya'

See if I can paint for you the larger picture

Congrats 'cause you made it out your mama's house

I hope you make enough to buy your mom a house

I see your watch icy and your whip foreign

I got some good advice, never quit tourin'

'Cause that's the way we eat here in this rap game

I'm fuckin' with your funky lil' rap name

I hear your music and I know that rap's changed

A bunch of folks would say that that's a bad thing

'Cause everything's commercial and it's pop now

Trap drums is the shit that's hot now

See, I've been on a quest for the next wave

But never mind, that was just a segue

I must say, by your songs I'm unimpressed, hey

But I love to see a Black man get paid

And plus, you havin' fun and I respect that

But have you ever thought about your impact?

These white kids love that you don't give a fuck

'Cause that's exactly what's expected when your skin's Black

They wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a pill

They wanna see you tatted from your face to your heels

And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it real

They wanna be Black and think your song is how it feels

So when you turn up, you see them turnin' up too

You hit the next city, collect your money when it's due

You gettin' that paper, swimmin' in bitches, I don't blame you

You ain't thinkin' 'bout the people that's lookin' like me and you

True, you got better shit to do

You coulda bought a crib with all that bread you done blew

I know you think this type of revenue is never endin'

But I wanna take a minute just to tell you that ain't true

One day, them kids that's listening gon' grow up

And get too old for that shit that made you blow up

Now your shows lookin' light cause they don't show up

Which unfortunately means the money slow up

Now you scramblin' and hopin' to get hot again

But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was ridin' trends

Now you old news and you goin' through regrets

'Cause you never bought that house, but you got a Benz

And a bunch of jewels and a bunch of shoes

And a bunch of fake friends, I ain't judgin' you

I'm just tellin' you what's probably gon' happen when you rappin'

'Bout the type of shit you rappin' 'bout

It's a faster route to the bottom

I wish you good luck

I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't dumb as you look

But if it's really true what people sayin'

And you call yourself playin' with my name

Then I really know you fucked, trust

I'll be around forever 'cause my skills is tip-top

To any amateur niggas that wanna get rocked

Just remember what I told you when your shit flop

In five years you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga


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