เนื้อเพลง Grown Simba - J. Cole

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Now I was dreaming bout a deal at the age of 13.
I was feignin for the meals, I ain't talkin Burger King.
Some of my n*ggas in the 'ville all they did was serve things.
F*ck scales, I had skills, all day rehearsing.
Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting.
All they wanted was some waves like they f*ckin surfin.
Hold up now, don't get it twisted I ain't hatin, do ya thing.
I was like a young Simba, couldn't wait to be the king.
Now a n*gga is the prince.
Hopped over the fence where the grass way greener.
Look at Shorty ass way meaner.
Somethin like Sarina mixed with Trina have you seen her?
She fine enough to be Ms. Howard, word to Edina.
My money like a senior, watch it graduate.
Now it's time to eat, I'm lettin all my n*ggas grab a plate.
Gravitate to real sh*t, stay away from phonies.
These n*ggas heard about me now they actin like they know me.

Keep on sayin, where ya goin n*gga.
Sh*t, it ain't no tellin.
(Huh yeah) Ey where ya goin n*gga?
Ey, it ain't no tellin.
They keep on sayin where ya goin n*gga, goin n*gga?
Ey, it ain't no tellin.
Can't tell ya where I'm goin, just know I won't stop.
Good bye to the bottom, hello to the, top.

Pardon the interruption,
A proper introduction is necessary when
Your sh*t is legendary, man
Greedy n*ggas wouldn't let me in the cafeteria and.
Cause they ain't believe, suddenly they Presbyterian.
The hoes is librarians, they lookin me up.
She got a Jones like Marion, she lickin me up.
Then we cut, look at how she say my name.
I got her moanin J. Cole, they used to say Jermaine.
I never change, I'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet, sh*ts deep.
I was low, just a dolla and some hope, fix me.
Cause I was broke, plus the weed that I would smoke would make it worser.
Lord please let my problems disappear like Ron Mercer.

I'm a star, Converses conversin with them girls with them curves like cursive.
They open like curtains, cause my sh*t is unheard of like curses on the radio.
Same b*tches used to play me though.

Now they yellin, where ya goin n*gga.
Sh*t, it ain't no tellin.
(Huh, yeah) Ey where ya goin n*gga.
Sh*t, it ain't no tellin.
(Yeah) They keep on sayin where ya goin n*gga, goin n*gga?
It ain't no tellin.
(Yeah) I can't tell ya where I'm goin, just know I won't stop.
Good bye to the bottom, hello to the, top.

I left the city for a minute, but it's still on my back.
Told my n*ggas, Ey I'm finna put the 'Ville on the map.
I'll be back, and I'm comin with a deal and a plaque.
Cause I'm I'll b*tch, they couldn't make a pill for the rap.
Pourin liquor for my n*ggas that was kissin em back.
Came home, sh*t is real, n*ggas still in the trap.
Hold up now, don't get it twisted, if you slang do ya thang.
Me I'm like a young Simba, I can't wait to be the king.
Witness the dream.
Straight out that Carolina water I was brought up.
In the city where the skinny n*ggas tryin to be the ballers.
Ain't no fathers, but the skinny n*ggas tryin hit they daughters.
Sneakin in the crib, but her momma never caught us.
What they taught us, man them bad b*tches only want the ballers.
To start us, we hoopin, now them hoes want to guard us.
Uh, ok so play D, know what I mean.
And I-I, I put ya on the team.
And this life is but a dream.
And I need a fast car, bad broads, fast forward, passport, I'm a f*ckin rap star.
Ey where ya goin n*gga.
Sh*t, it ain't no tellin.
They say this life is but a dream.
Well I need a fast car, bad broads, fast forward, passport, I'm a f*ckin rap star.
Ey where ya goin n*gga.
It ain't no tellin.