I remember you was conflicted Misusin' your influence Sometimes I did the same Abusin' my power, full of resentment Resentment that turned into a deep depression Found myself screamin' in a hotel room [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] One of these lives, I'ma make things right With the wrongs I've done, that's when I unite With the Father, Son, 'til then, I fight Rain on me, put the blame on me Got guilt, got hurt, got shame on me Got six magazines that's aimed at me Done every magazine, what's fame to me? (And I'm tripping and falling) It's a game to me, where the bedroom at? Sleep, I ain't nevеr had affairs with that What's fair when the hearts and thе words don't reach? What's fair when the money don't take things back? It's rare when somebody take your dreams back (And I'm tripping and falling) I care too much, wanna share too much, in my head too much I shut down too, I ain't there too much I'm a complex soul, they layered me up Then broke me down, and morality's dust, I lack in trust (And I'm tripping and falling) This time around, I trust myself Please everybody else but myself All else fails, I was myself Outdone fear, outdone myself This year, you better one yourself (And I'm tripping and falling) Masks on the babies, mask on an opp Wear masks in the neighborhood stores you shop But a mask won't hide who you are inside Look around, the reality's carved in lies Wipe my ego, dodge my pride (And I'm tripping and falling) Look myself in the mirror Amityville, ain't seen nothin' scarier I fought like a pitbull terrier Blood I shed could fill up aquariums Tell all my angels, "Carry 'em" (And I'm tripping and falling) Every emotion been deprived Even my strong points couldn't survive If I didn't learn to love myself, forgive myself a hundred times, dawg When you was at your lowest, tell me where the hoes was at? When you was at your lowest, tell me where the bros was at? Three-thirty in the mornin', scroll through the call log (Huh, huh, huh, huh) Ain't nobody but the mirror lookin' for the fall off (Brrrt) 1:56 [Verse 2: J Cole] Uh, don't you dare run from it There's no Boogeyman, it ain't comin' to hurt you I think acceptance is somewhat of a virtue To look your truth dead in the face Without tryna escape the regret or disgrace I write these words aimlessly But not without hope That somehow I'll stumble on somethin' that's dope A clever lil' line, a thought to provoke Myself and that listener diggin' for quotes, hеllo I don't even know if somebody gon' hеar this Got so many songs that get lost in the endless Folders of the hard drive, I wish I was more fearless 'Cause I'll just say, "Fuck it" and dump all the music For niggas that hated and niggas that use it As fuel to push them through long nights at school Writin' that last minute paper for class That's due in the mornin' And I still relate to that procrastination for tasks 'Cause I need to finish this album But hell, how many more times Can I send this wooden pail down in that well And pull it back up with the hope that it's filled? 2:44 [Bridge: J Cole] Plus, it don't help that I'm rich now So that means that I don't gotta deal With stress of these creditors, callin' my cellular Like that young rapper that don't got a deal But do got the skill and do got the will To make it no matter how long that it takes For labels to see you or a song that'll break And the rest of the world to catch on that he's great 3:07 [Verse 3: J Cole Uh, how do you tap into hunger When you don't got' wonder 'Bout when your next meal is comin' from? Maybe you feel my conundrum Or maybe the real is um, so, um Far removed from the struggles of everyday folks My shit just ain't never gon' hit like it hit When a nigga was a lil' more closer to broke (Broke) Uh, but fuck it, the challenge be havin' me stoked Throw in the towel? Man, you gotta be jokin' I push my salary up with these quotes Now, I push the Lambo' truck down in the 'Ville Hopin' I connect with somethin' that's real Part of me wonders why I'm even still (Still) Uh, holdin' on to this place My momma been gone and my partners is straight, right? Right 3:30 [Verse 4: JID] D-d-damn, said I'm back again To whoop ass, the blicka blast from the ratchet, man The maddest, blackest lad in a savage land Of grab and dash and crash in your daddy's van D-D-D, d-d, bad as the most having-est Most swaggiest, braggy as never had anything So I'm mackin' as if I never had shit Eyes movin' backwards, I could've hit a backflip Check this, I ain't never hustled for a necklace Tryna get the fam' straight, get us out of debt, shit That shit get testy, huh, I feel Dizzy Gillespie In the room packed, me, Carl, Izzy, and Precious Out the womb, I was last, I'm the youngest of seven Birthday same day as the reverend, birthday same day as the devil Black lock like the pot and the kettle Wreck shop, a monotonous fellow Lick a shot for the niggas tryna stop the journey JID pull up on a opp like, "What's poppin' Kermie?" Blocka blocka, operate, doctor, surgery IVs, gurneys, shit bag, gone for eternity hey More the merrier, more to come murder me, hey Close the casket, common the courtesy, hey Headshots too personal for a burglary, ooh Red dots 'cause killers could close curtains me I done did wrong, someone send me up vertically Horizontally, read me a passage from Deuteronomy Anything you can do to conquer the demon inside of me Any meaning the truth and the father, the spirit guided me I can bleed in the booth and leave a tooth as a souvenir For who was here, and if you hearing it You know the spirit is imperative, imperative, imperial Black man pyramid, the peer of men, jack man with the gat Scratching off the serial, sack man, get the pack Money in the envelope, pissing down the urinal Ass man in the strip club, tell her bend it over Gon' give it to her, she been working for it, hey You gon' make a nigga cop a Birkin for ya, hey You the bomb, look, I got a turban for ya, bae Beat a nigga 'til he color purple for ya, babe I'ma murder for you, babe, 7:30 for ya, ay
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I remember you was conflicted
Misusin' your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusin' my power, full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screamin' in a hotel room
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
One of these lives, I'ma make things right
With the wrongs I've done, that's when I unite
With the Father, Son, 'til then, I fight
Rain on me, put the blame on me
Got guilt, got hurt, got shame on me
Got six magazines that's aimed at me
Done every magazine, what's fame to me?
(And I'm tripping and falling)
It's a game to me, where the bedroom at?
Sleep, I ain't nevеr had affairs with that
What's fair when the hearts and thе words don't reach?
What's fair when the money don't take things back?
It's rare when somebody take your dreams back
(And I'm tripping and falling)
I care too much, wanna share too much, in my head too much
I shut down too, I ain't there too much
I'm a complex soul, they layered me up
Then broke me down, and morality's dust, I lack in trust
(And I'm tripping and falling)
This time around, I trust myself
Please everybody else but myself
All else fails, I was myself
Outdone fear, outdone myself
This year, you better one yourself
(And I'm tripping and falling)
Masks on the babies, mask on an opp
Wear masks in the neighborhood stores you shop
But a mask won't hide who you are inside
Look around, the reality's carved in lies
Wipe my ego, dodge my pride
(And I'm tripping and falling)
Look myself in the mirror
Amityville, ain't seen nothin' scarier
I fought like a pitbull terrier
Blood I shed could fill up aquariums
Tell all my angels, "Carry 'em"
(And I'm tripping and falling)
Every emotion been deprived
Even my strong points couldn't survive
If I didn't learn to love myself, forgive myself a hundred times, dawg
When you was at your lowest, tell me where the hoes was at?
When you was at your lowest, tell me where the bros was at?
Three-thirty in the mornin', scroll through the call log (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Ain't nobody but the mirror lookin' for the fall off (Brrrt)
1:56 [Verse 2: J Cole]
Uh, don't you dare run from it
There's no Boogeyman, it ain't comin' to hurt you
I think acceptance is somewhat of a virtue
To look your truth dead in the face
Without tryna escape the regret or disgrace
I write these words aimlessly
But not without hope
That somehow I'll stumble on somethin' that's dope
A clever lil' line, a thought to provoke
Myself and that listener diggin' for quotes, hеllo
I don't even know if somebody gon' hеar this
Got so many songs that get lost in the endless
Folders of the hard drive, I wish I was more fearless
'Cause I'll just say, "Fuck it" and dump all the music
For niggas that hated and niggas that use it
As fuel to push them through long nights at school
Writin' that last minute paper for class
That's due in the mornin'
And I still relate to that procrastination for tasks
'Cause I need to finish this album
But hell, how many more times
Can I send this wooden pail down in that well
And pull it back up with the hope that it's filled?
2:44 [Bridge: J Cole] Plus, it don't help that I'm rich now
So that means that I don't gotta deal
With stress of these creditors, callin' my cellular
Like that young rapper that don't got a deal
But do got the skill and do got the will
To make it no matter how long that it takes
For labels to see you or a song that'll break
And the rest of the world to catch on that he's great
3:07 [Verse 3: J Cole
Uh, how do you tap into hunger
When you don't got' wonder
'Bout when your next meal is comin' from?
Maybe you feel my conundrum
Or maybe the real is um, so, um
Far removed from the struggles of everyday folks
My shit just ain't never gon' hit like it hit
When a nigga was a lil' more closer to broke (Broke)
Uh, but fuck it, the challenge be havin' me stoked
Throw in the towel? Man, you gotta be jokin'
I push my salary up with these quotes
Now, I push the Lambo' truck down in the 'Ville
Hopin' I connect with somethin' that's real
Part of me wonders why I'm even still (Still)
Uh, holdin' on to this place
My momma been gone and my partners is straight, right?
Right
3:30 [Verse 4: JID]
D-d-damn, said I'm back again
To whoop ass, the blicka blast from the ratchet, man
The maddest, blackest lad in a savage land
Of grab and dash and crash in your daddy's van
D-D-D, d-d, bad as the most having-est
Most swaggiest, braggy as never had anything
So I'm mackin' as if I never had shit
Eyes movin' backwards, I could've hit a backflip
Check this, I ain't never hustled for a necklace
Tryna get the fam' straight, get us out of debt, shit
That shit get testy, huh, I feel Dizzy Gillespie
In the room packed, me, Carl, Izzy, and Precious
Out the womb, I was last, I'm the youngest of seven
Birthday same day as the reverend, birthday same day as the devil
Black lock like the pot and the kettle
Wreck shop, a monotonous fellow
Lick a shot for the niggas tryna stop the journey
JID pull up on a opp like, "What's poppin' Kermie?"
Blocka blocka, operate, doctor, surgery
IVs, gurneys, shit bag, gone for eternity hey
More the merrier, more to come murder me, hey
Close the casket, common the courtesy, hey
Headshots too personal for a burglary, ooh
Red dots 'cause killers could close curtains me
I done did wrong, someone send me up vertically
Horizontally, read me a passage from Deuteronomy
Anything you can do to conquer the demon inside of me
Any meaning the truth and the father, the spirit guided me
I can bleed in the booth and leave a tooth as a souvenir
For who was here, and if you hearing it
You know the spirit is imperative, imperative, imperial
Black man pyramid, the peer of men, jack man with the gat
Scratching off the serial, sack man, get the pack
Money in the envelope, pissing down the urinal
Ass man in the strip club, tell her bend it over
Gon' give it to her, she been working for it, hey
You gon' make a nigga cop a Birkin for ya, hey
You the bomb, look, I got a turban for ya, bae
Beat a nigga 'til he color purple for ya, babe
I'ma murder for you, babe, 7:30 for ya, ay
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