[Intro: J. Cole & Nas]
(Is that what you want?)
Let me try again (Uh), yeah
(I'm out for presidents to represent me)
Money coming soon
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Omen, what up, n***a?)
And you know why his name on point 'cause he on point, pussy
Yeah (N***a), uh

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Give me my money, man, why else would a n***a be grinding? (Right)
Out for them diamonds, dog, how else could a n***a be shining? (True)
I'm glowing, knowing that the flow intact
Get this record deal, I swear to God, my first mil', I'm blowing that (Haha)
Like fuck it, I know I'll grow it back, shit, it's nothing
Funny how Blacks spend they dough on mad shit for stuntin' (Yeah)
But shit, that's all we know man, that's how a n***a's raised (True)
You learn 'bout two things, getting pussy, getting paid (Uh)
And you should be gettin' laid by the time you in ninth grade
So n***as lying on they dick and hoes giving nice brain, yeah
In class, dreamin' 'bout having these nice things
And then you look around and wonder why you strugglin', but them whites ain't (Hmm)
I brush it off, like, "Fuck it, it's motivation" (Yeah)
Some n***as gotta walk through life, some n***as roller skatin' (Uh)
Some n***as bypassing steps, some n***as chose to take 'em (Yeah)
And for that fortune, man, some n***as sold their soul to Satan
But fuck it, man, I ain't hatin,' I gotta go for mines
My little godsister pregnant now, I put in overtime
On my grind (Yeah), like a n***a making Folgers
I'm focused on my bite like a cobra, I'm tryna get my Oprah on
These hoes is crying 'cause I won't pay 'em attention (Nah)
Time is money, bitch, and a n***a payin' tuition (Haha)
Real n***as hustle by using their intuition (Yup)
While these fake n***as ain't about doing, they into wishin'
[Chorus: J. Cole & Nas]
Uh, I'm out for presidents to represent me (Yeah)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Uh)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm talking Benjamins, n***a
I'm out for presidents to represent me
Grants, n***a (I'm out for presidents to represent me)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Peep them Washingtons, man)
Tired of those (Yeah)

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Until I'm rich, ain't no reason to settle, n***a, it's greed
That make a n***a wink at the devil to get the cheese (Yeah)
You n***as couldn't think on my level, weavin' with trees
You couldn't get this deep with a shovel, now n***a, please
I'm chasing G's, tryna throw some diamonds on them freeze
Sick shit, sneeze on some thousand-dollar sleeves
Ease to the top and I'm not finna leave 'til I'm hot
But my watch got a breeze, a south n***a
Boy, I'm shining without the diamonds in my mouth
Out grindin' while you reclinin' on your couch
I'm climbing, you haters blinded by the doubt
My n***as riding is devout, so talking violence out yo' mouth
And you gon' find what I'm about, n***a
Far from a slouch, n***a, I ain't gonna parlé with y'all
I'll probably hit ya, my hand game like Bobby Fisher
But check, them checks is all a n***a thinking
For them Presidents, I'll treat a n***a like Lincoln, blaow
[Chorus: J. Cole & Nas]
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Yeah)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Definitely out for presidents to represent me, n***a)
I'm out for presidents to represent me
Money coming soon

[Outro]
Mike Charles, what's good?
Nervous Reck, what it is? Ayy
Barbed Wire, what's good? Filthe Ritch, what's good?
Germ, you out, baby
I ain't made it home yet, I'm coming soon, my n***a
Gotta get up out by your dream, you know?
You know your boy dreamin' now, easy
We went here since I was like what? Sixteen, n***a, fifteen
I'm twenty-one, I'm a grown-ass man, shit didn't change, homie
Money is coming soon, trust me, n***a
Trust me, n***a
I'm all growed up