J. Cole - Head Bussa Lyrics
[Intro: J.Cole]Now do I roll up, get higher?Or po' up, get tired?Do I roll up, get higher?Or po' up, get tired?[Verse 1]Okay, I'm back on a missionTo pay my tuitionGot loans out the assWhat you know 'bout my past?I was so late for classHit the probate, get trashedFell asleep off the HennyBack in '08 I crashedWith my foot on the gasThank the Lord I'm still hereNo insurance so now I'm racin' home on first gearOn that morn' I shed tearsAsking what I'm doing hereI should be rich, I'm sick, it's like I got the *****in' flu in hereBut yet I'm just chillin' like I'm back on the yardMy niggas say I'm the truth and when I rap they applaudThat what was my Unsigned Hype like in the back of The SourceIt's like I'm tryna get the head, but she's just jackin' me offI needed moreHad to earn stripes, no Adidas storePut my feet on floorBorrow money from mi amorJust to cop a microphone, the same one that put me on tourShe held you down, now you out here *****in' 'round[Hook: J. Cole]Now this is for my broke niggas, rich niggas (What?)Gold diggers, Crys sippers (What?)Cold nigga, flow sicker (What?)Mutha*****a, I'm a *****in' head bussa goComing down on the strip liqour in the whipParking lot pimp enough game to be soldLearn from me, ***** *****es, burn moneySomeone told me boy you got your whole life to get oldBut errthing that glitter ain't goldThe grass ain't greener I've been toldShe told me, boy you want your cake and eat it tooI said its cake, that's what your supposed to do[Verse 2]Ok my granny just died, but im too broke to goAnd she askin my fears but she too close to knowGot trust issues I'm trying, where it come from? Dont knowI just block out the pain, blow the ***** up get doughSee i thought that would help me, it turns out its worse nowMy girl want her first child, my label won't work outMy mama don't see me unless I'm on tv, I pray she dont break downShe strong but she need meThey killed Saddam, now I wonder who's saneHow you balance being Batman, Bruce Wayne?Old chick callin', but I'm onto new thangsShe still a dime, but I always lose changeYoung Simba, went from bottom of the food chain to a few chainsIn a new RangeShe tellin' me so much has happenedWould've thought you changedWe ain't ***** in nine months its safe to say I'm due man[Hook]
