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J Cole • Heavens EP (Official lyrics)

Intro]

I'm working on dying

Yeah, yeah

(Gotta have a space) Yeah (Gotta have a space)

Know what I mean?

She belong to the streets

Freedom, know what I mean?

Uh (Space to get this shit off)

Yeah

Yeah (Get this shit off my mind, off my chest)

Yeah (Know what I mean?)

Yeah


[Verse]

With every record, I be asking the masses to tune your hearts to me

I represent intelligent niggas that grew up harshly

But lately I've been questioning, second guessing, whether or not I've got something to offer since I done eluded poverty

Or has the money watered me down, that truth is hard for me

Like the second time I got cut from the junior varsity

Fightin' back tears, I promised to switch gears

And said to myself "Whatever you do, you won't do it partially"

From this day forward, I move with a new ferocity

Ferrari coupe velocity, a fail-proof philosophy

Success is in the effort, so if a nigga tried his hardest

I'm at peace knowing God ain't deal it in this group of cards for me

Some people say that I'm running third, they threw the bronze at me

Behind Drake and Dot, yeah, them niggas is superstars to me

Maybe deep down, I'm afraid of my luminosity

So when you see me on red carpets, I'm movin' awkwardly

Posin' all nervous, afraid of the judgement

And the thought of showin' too much of my day is repugnant

I be keepin' my kids away from the gaze of the public

'Cause these days, it feel like hate is they favorite subject

Fuck it, attitude like a young O'Shea with a AK

Aimed at your brain, violate, and I bust it

I don't play when it come to family, that's one thing I refuse

Pimpin' they kids out for views or just to be in the news

Could never be me, I piss in the celebrity tea

God with me on this record, this is Heaven's EP

The tale's official, the best nigga breathing, it just failed to hit you

You couldn't tell 'cause you fell for the bells and whistles

And that's an area I don't excel

I'm from the 'Ville where young girls talk grown as hell

That's raw, never saw one person go to Yale

But every nigga that I know done gone to jail

At least once, provin' we the ones police hunt

For the pains, we smoke three blunts the size of tree trunks

Too much hunger, it's no wonder these niggas can't keep up

So saying "Yes" to a feature just means I'm 'bout to eat lunch, bitch

I'm goin' for it, no never shall he punt

I'm the one and you can be sure, speaking of beachfront

I'm kickin' my feet up while I write this in somewhere tropical

Supposed to be relaxin', this passion makes that impossible, mm

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