J Cole - Neighbors Lyrics
[Intro]I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dopeOkay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dopeSellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope[Verse 1]Yeah, I don't want no picture with the presidentI just wanna talk to the manSpeak for the boys in the bandoAnd my nigga never walkin' againApologized if I'm harpin' againI know these things happen oftenBut I'm back on the sceneI was lost in a dream as I write thisThe team down in AustinI been buildin' me a houseBack home in the South, maWon't believe what it's costin'And it's fit for a king, right?Or a nigga that could singAnd explain all the pain that it cost himMy sixteen should've came with a coffin***** the fame and the fortune—well, maybe not the fortuneBut one thing is for sure though, the fame is exhaustin'That's why I moved away, I needed privacySurrounded by the trees and Ivy LeagueStudents that's recruited highlyThinkin' you do you and I do meCrib has got a big 'ol back 'ol yardMy niggas stand outside and pass cigarsFilled with marijuana, laughin' hardThankful that they friend's a platinum starIn the driveway there's no rapper carsJust some shit to get from back and forthJust some shit to get from back and forthWelcome to the Sheltuh, this is pureWe'll help you if you've felt too insecureTo be the star you always knew you wereWait, I think police is at the door[Hook]Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dopeHm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dopeThe neighbors think I'm—neighbors think I'm—(Don't follow me, don't follow me...)I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope(Don't follow me, don't follow me...)I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dopeSellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dopeWell mother*****er, I am[Verse 2]Some things you can't escape; death, taxes, and a ra--cist society that make every nigga feel like a candidateFor a Trayvon kinda fate, even when your crib sit on a lakeEven when your plaques hang on a wallEven when the president jam your tapeTook a little break just to annotateHow I feel, damn it's lateI can't sleep cause I'm paranoidBlack in a white man territoryCops bust in with the army gunsNo evidence of the harm we doneJust a couple neighbors that assume we slangOnly time they see us we be on the news, in chains, damnDon't follow me, don't follow meDon't follow me, don't follow me[Hook]Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dopeHm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dopeThe neighbors think I'm...neighbors think I'm—(Don't follow me, don't follow me...)I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope(Don't follow me, don't follow me...)I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dopeSellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dopeWell mother*****er, I am[Outro]I am, I am, I am, I amWell mother*****er, I amI think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dopeI am, I am, I amWell mother*****er, I amSo much for integrationDon't know what I was thinkin'I'm movin' back to SouthsideSo much for integrationDon't know what I was thinkin'I'm movin' back to Southside
