J. Cole - Crocodile Tearz

Uh Yeah Turn it all up Powered up I'm powered up I'm powered up I'm powered up It's powered up Yeah, said I was finished but I'm on another two summers Hall of Famer, hungrier than all the newcomers Niggas swear they compare, but the truth humble They get fucked 112, you couldn't do numbers Hey, tell the label I got A's all throughout math That mean I'm keen on the numbers and I count fast You know it's money that you owe me, niggas phony And I'm Joaquin Phoenix, walk the line, I'm about cash Benjamin Button gettin' younger as the hours pass Should do the Freshman cover twice, I'm never outclassed It's not a rap nigga breathin' that could outlast The Fall Off is like Hov droppin' Reasonable Doubt last We from the South where we learn all about stashin' Where niggas prone to shoot first and run they mouth last And if you run your mouth, bitch, you goin' out sad Whole clique gettin' slid on, you a mouse pad I'm the one that niggas fear on the lowski Heard 'em talkin' like we peers but they grossly Mistaken and it's blatant Crocodile tears, niggas know I'm on a tier that they don't see My dogs only shed tears in emojis We in another hemisphere splittin' proceeds How dare a nigga rub his hands on this trophy? I vividly remember who was there Niggas hit my line when they want somethin' That's a dub, it ain't love if it cost somethin' Niggas hit my phone up when they need somethin' I can't recall a time when you gave me somethin' Chopped off the top, nigga, I achieved somethin' Dropdown, bitch, let me see somethin' Niggas hit my phone up when they need somethin' I can't recall a time when you gave me somethin' March 16 in the fuckin' teen summit The boys kiss ring when they see the king come in They know I run things like the police comin' Yes, sir, it's me, not two, not three The uno, G-O-A-T, I need my fee, fuck kudos G4 at least, these flights ain't cheap as you know They sound faded, they downgraded, they Pluto I'm bigger than Mars, this nigga a star, I'm Bruno I'm the one they call when they want a song to a funeral Can't fuck with broads, what y'all niggas on? Hoes Communal I'm sendin' flawed niggas to the Lord, hm And you know it Two six, truth spit, I'm a poet I move slick on 'em so they got no clue where I be, uh Do it look like I fool with IG, bitch? She got too many followers Word 'round the Ville, she a real deal swallower Niggas bite their hands, so my heart turn hollower Talkin' bout "Holla," nah, nigga, I ain't callin' ya Niggas hit my line when they want somethin' That's a dub, that ain't love if it cost somethin' Niggas hit my phone up when they need somethin' I can't recall a time when you gave me somethin' Chopped off the top, nigga, I achieved somethin' Dropdown, bitch, let me see somethin' Niggas hit my phone up when they need somethin' I can't recall a time when you gave me somethin'