J. Cole
GAMBA (Freestyle)
My dawgs love me like vic
Y’all log on talk shit
Don’t understand y’all rap dudes
And it’s making me sick
We all formed in a pit
Run shit like it’s ours
Need a verse? Wait an hour
My Flow sweet like it’s sour
My bitch bad she fine
Y’all couldn’t do if y’all tried
More straighter than lines
I’m like mike with the dimes

More likely in my prime
Don’t spite me cause you whine
Don’t like me oh that’s fine
No I ain’t tellin no lies

SL on my t shirt
Bitch this is the rebirth
Don’t step you gon get hurt
My dick I’m gon insert

Pull up g wagon I’m lyin bout braggin
Member days I was taggin like wtf happened
Used to always be saggin used to get called a faggot
SL on my jacket pussy pls don’t get at me
I hope one day I die so I get my ass in heaven
I’m gon get a Grammy by the time I’m 27
Y’all ain’t really living the lies that you tellin
And you ain’t really living the lives that u
Portrayin
I ain’t hatin

By all means you do you
See all I gotta do is ?!?!?!?!?
Y’all focused on album 1 I’m focused on album 2
Cup ain’t red but it’s blue
I ain’t a crip but it’s true