เนื้อเพลง Carolina on My Mind - J. Cole
เนื้อเพลง Carolina on My Mind
Yeah,
Yea Yea, uh,
It's Carolina, n*gga,
Yeah
Ay,
Fayettenam,
Yeah!
Listen, alive and still kickin n*gga,
I survived the ville,
But a lot will not, so they will glocks and bonnevilles
N*ggas lying, still get high, they ride and kill,
Money hungry, tryna find a meal.
Can't stay inside and chill,
Little n*ggas thinking: 'f*ck school, I'm finna sign a deal! '
Hunting hoes, trapping n*ggas,
Lying like they on the pill,
Preachers say we blessed,
But all we feel is stressed, tryna deal.
If this liquor don't help, n*gga, this marijuana will,
Roll up, I take a shot for them n*ggas behind the steel -gates,
My mind is still- racing, I'm tryna kill- snakes,
Cause n*ggas is fake, but wait, time reveals so,
Nevermind, that real sh*t is what I am tryna build.
It's kinda I'll how I'm giving y'all that Carolina feel,
A n*gga so deep, you tryna find me dog, you gotta drill,
It's kinda I'll how I'm giving y'all that Carolina feel,
A n*gga so deep, you tryna find me dog, you gotta drill.
Yeah,
Yo, Coming home, y'all,
Listen,
At any given time, got the city on my mind,
The city on my mind,
The city on my mind,
I'm riding round feeling like the city, it is mine,
The city, it is mine,
The city, it is mine,
At any given time, Carolina on My Mind,
Carolina on my mind,
Carolina on my mind,
Said "I feel ya pain n*gga, but I'm tryna go for mine, "
I'm tryna go for mine,
I'm tryna go for mine,
Hey,
Ay, f*ck them hoes, let them bunnies be,
Perfect vision I'm 20/20 for this money, G,
See it's funny, you get that paper, then them honeys show,
Cause they know we finna blow, like a runny nose,
Money goes, the money come.
Barely twenty-one, I'm thinking big things,
Momma in the mansion with the fish tanks,
The Carolina way.
If you in college then you know the crime won't pay,
Lest you find a way, f*ck what them n*ggas is tryna say,
Cause in Carolina- we thorough,
My n*ggas hold it down all the way from Fayettenam to the G borough,
And up in Winston, and Raleigh, did I mention?
The Bull City got them ol' fake n*ggas flinchin'
Tar heels state, either you shooting or you hoopin' yo,
N*ggas can't wait for them Panthers to win the Superbowl,
So shout out to them super cold n*ggas up in Charlotte,
No matter the city, man, Carolina shine, regardless!
Yea,
Yo, coming home n*gga!
[Deacon:]
Riding big in an ol' school Chevy
With the windows down when I'm rolling through my city, like,
Ooh!
On my way to meet up with a freak and my n*gga drunk beating
She can hear me down the street, she like 'Ooh! '
Blew game and I do my thing,
Ain't tryna settle down, I ain't shopping for no ring,
Oh no!
Riding with my n*ggas for the weekend,
Carolina sounds pumping out the speakers, like
Ooh!