[Produced by Pharrell Williams & Sounwave]

[Intro]
Yeah
Ten toes to the ground
Yeah

[Hook 1]
Let's get the proceedings precede this evening
No Promethazine I’m a king, no leaning
I got a better way to fight these demons
Fuck do you know ‘bout my pain? blow
Let's get the proceedings precede this evening
No Promethazine I’m a king, no leaning
I got a better way to fight them demons
Fuck do you know ‘bout my pain?

[Verse 1]
If I quote it n***a, I wrote it n***a
Six head shots, I’ll erode a n***a
Pop another clip and I'm reloaded n***a
Ain’t no way around it, I’m the coldest n***a
Do a n***a dirty like some clothes, my n***a
Get you cleaned up then I fold you n***a
Shout out to the haters who promote a n***a
Flow hot, whip cold, I’m bipolar n***a
But I don’t like to talk about a Rover n***a
Keep this shit a hundred, I just sold it n***a
Tired of police looking at me like I stole it n***a
Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla n***a
Don’t need a rollie on to know I’m getting older n***a
Dreamville going way up like a floater n***a
Couple hands out like I owe them n***as
Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my n***a?
No snakes in the grass cause I mowed it n***a
[Hook 2]
Fuck do you know ‘bout my pain?
(Right there let me get that there)
Fuck do you know ‘bout my dreams?
Nada
(If you really believe it, gotta talk about it
You heard about what happens when you talk about it
N***as lookin’ at you funny when they start to doubt it
Fucking up your energy when you start to doubt it too)
Rollercoaster ride
(Start to doubt it too)
How much do it cost?
(Start to doubt it)
If I take a ride, fuck around, get lost
(Shoutout my n***a Ib)
Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost?
(El Presidente and shit)
(He want me to talk my shit for y'all)
If I take a ride, fuck around get lost

[Verse 2]
Cole world you should stay off this dick
I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks
Took a couple minutes and I sold out staples
A n***a getting cream like an old ass Laker
But I ain’t coming to talk about all that paper
That’s what they talk about when they ain’t got shit to say
Can’t understand why n***as never got shit to do
You know the saying, same shit n***a, different day
I never felt that, no way
Cause on the same day a n***a doing different shit
Spit different flows hit different chicks
Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips
Why I do a lot of shows? I’m the shit, that’s it
Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists
Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris
So if I fuck six bitches I got six assists n***a
The flow sick as shit, catch ebola if you bit this shit
I never take, I invent the shit then flip the shit
Then lick the shit, and bit the shit back twice, I’m that nice, woo
What’s the plan?
Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam
Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam
I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan
But instead they make a young n***a fund the man
Same man that keep a young n***a under, damn
I just cocked back n***a and my gun don’t jam
On a scale from one to ten I’m a hundred grand
[Outro]
It's Cole fuckin’ world n***a
Dreamville in this motherfucker, Top Dawg in this motherfucker
"When you and K. Dot shit dropping?"
Bitch never, they can’t handle two Black n***as this clever
But this February, bet shit get scary when I fuck around and drop...
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