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J. Cole( Jernaine Lamarr Cole )



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J. Cole( Jernaine Lamarr Cole )

God's Gift

Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me?
Would you love me? Then it must be

Worldwide stunner, old man
I'ma reign on the game, make it storm and thunder
Grab an umbrella, bitch and go stand under
And bundle up, it's gon' be a cold ass summer

You niggas so last summer
On to the new, on, on to the new shit
Jigga wouldn't even take my CD when he see me
Two years later, bitch, we made it on, on to the blueprint

Now how's that for persistence
Cole world comin', call back up assistance
Same broads used to hang up on my walls
Now they come up out their drawers, how's that for a mistress?

Hell bent, heaven sent
Lord, I repent if I ever sinned
Now I know I ain't the richest but I still wanna ball
Put money over bitches but we still underdogs

Would you miss me?
No, I don't know where I'm goin' but I'm goin' now
Is you comin' with me?
Up, up and away

Hey, do you trust me?
If I was on my last dollar, dead broke, assed out
Would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven

God's gift, God's gift, God's gift
Motherfucker, this is God's gift
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Pussy my passion
Man, I just can't help it I see a cookie, I grab one
Lookin' for some nookie, I'm tryin' to scope me a bad one
Every verse I spit, it just like it could be my last one

Ever since I got on, I've been on a mission
To fuck the bitches I missed out on
Ex-cheerleader, hollerin', 'What's up?'
Now her nigga beat her, now that's fucked up

What type of little fuck boy hit a woman?
Baby, wouldn't put his hands on a nigga
I ain't bitter, boy, that's all you
Plus I just fucked her 'fore she called you

Dry your eyes, baby, I'll drive you home
Oh, the hoes sayin', 'My, how you grown'
I came up, fucked the game up
Show my momma I'll survive on my own

Did you miss me?
No, I don't know where I'm goin' but I'm goin' now
Is you comin' with me?
Up, up and away

Hey, do you trust me?
If I was on my last dollar, dead broke, assed out
Would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven

God's gift, God's gift, God's gift
Motherfucker, this is God's gift