J Cole - Kenny Lofton Lyrics
[Intro]Hurt, to think that you lied to meHurt, way down deep inside of meAnd it breaks my heart...[Verse 1: J. Cole]Get paid a pretty penny for my thoughtsI'm Hardaway with grammar, I'm hotThey only care 'bout a nigga when he hand the rockOr when he dishing the pill, or when he grippin' the steelBailing out my brother, telling the lawyer "get the appeal"With the flick of the pen write the check and he outTwo years later he be at my shows checking me outKnow he proud of lil bro and how my records be outFlashbacks to childhood when he was deckin' me outNow it's clear lil Maine is the best mc outHands down, flow water, can't drownMy flow father, go harder, Cole smarterShout out to fiends in Queens, I'm team no daughters[Bridge]I seen it all at this young ageThe only thing left to do is die and hit front pageShould I knock on wood and pray like God forbidThese hoes be poppin' pills, these niggas be poppin' shit, *****[Hook]Pac on the mic in his primeThey only care 'bout a nigga when he writing a rhyme, boyKenny Lofton you feelin' my pace?They only care 'bout a nigga when he stealin' the baseIt's like I'm Wilt the Stilt, I'm *****ing them allThey only care 'bout a nigga when he dunkin' the ballAnd it breaks my heartThe world’s a stage and I'm just playing my part[Verse 2: J. Cole]Just caught fire like a young Richard Pryor with unforgettable quotesThey only care 'bout a nigga when tellin' a jokeOr when he's sellin' his dopeThey tell the reverend "Man, I rather get to heaven with cokeThen live in hell and be broke"Shout out to black man who beat the odds by yellin' for hopeToday he asked if I could Twitter y'all and tell you to voteMy nigga, how could I, knowing what I knowIt's a game of charades, masquerade for the doughRead the teleprompter these niggas is actors on the lowYeah I voted for the nigga cause he got the best showLike I got the best flowOn your mark, set, goMama got us out the hood but we still ghetto[Bridge][Hook][Verse 3: Young Jeezy]I said, you wouldn't know the truth if it was right there in your faceSee I can't explain the feeling when feds surround your placeIn that PJ Rose, I drink that shit by the caseLike somebody pray for me, Reverend Run, Pastor MaseSee I do this for my homie he got caught with a soft eightWhen I say a soft eight, yeah that's two less than tenIf they let him out today he gon' do it all againSay he lost the first time it won't stop until he winStreet life will have you drunk, I'm talkin serious GinScreamin' Scarface, but we all know how that endsEvery word is like dope, you can snort it like linesIf I said it, then I meant it, they reciting' every lineIf I had to write a book, it would be the Life & TimesEvery verse is that work, you can weight it like a nineYou see I lost a lot of niggas and it broke my heartLife is staged I just play my part[Hook]
