J. Cole - I Got It Lyrics

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[Intro]

Yeah Hey Warmup Hey Yeah J. Cole Cause I got it yea

Hey warm up yea hey uh yea Cause I got it

[Verse 1]

I remember me and my niggas going hard on that BlackPlanet shit

Was finna go to college need a BlackPlanet chick

While you was playing hard like a BlackPlanet Crip

Talk that shit in real life I had to backhand a bitch

Mama Back in '99 my favorite rap Canibus

Bomm Sheltuh was the shit Nervous Reck and the clique

Put the battery in my back gamme' the gat and the clip

Now these hoes want a nigga phone number and a dick

'Memba back in '98 that's when I first planned this shit

Watch when I hit the streets these new niggas can't exist

When ya'll was wearin' rap diapers I was tearin' down cyphers

This ain't no overnight I put in time like a life

Mama back in middle school they used to think that I was hyper

Now I throw the Ritalin in my flow get 'em hyper

Watch for vipers that girl is a snake

He gon' wife her (shit)

You know powder blue suit white Nike her

Hey she that nigga leftovers. You the microwave

The bitch done seen more clubs than Tiger (aye)

Get a driver plate while he drive away

Yea you was almost fly but your flight delayed

A little late boy me and my niggas been eatin' off little plates boy

And yeah I'm hungry so trust me don't feel safe boy

This is Carolina's finest I'm high without the marijuana honest I promise

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[Hook]

Yeah Fayettenam Yea you know that I got it

Yea you know man I'm a sure shot right now homie I got it

[Verse 2]

Ay 1996 my own room now I'm hanging posters up

Hoes up in the wall my stepfather said I ain't supposed to

But I'm hoopdreamin' hangin up pictures of my idols

Jordan was like Jesus SLAM was like the Bible

I used to read it twice and cut the pictures out

Had the Jordan free throw dunk tongue stickin' out

Focused tryna' figure out "should I leave it here or move it there?"

Even hung them shits on the ceiling I had to use a chair

Cause I was only like 11 ain't even had no pubic hair

Told my mama when I make the league I promise you a crib

And I meant it was ill wit the pill

Real skinny nigger you couldn't tell me I wasn't a little Penny nigga

Pictures of Reggie Miller even David Robinson

Kobe with the half-fro Stackhouse and Iverson

Was all over reflecting my life boy you heard me

Top it off I throw on my Carolina jersey Fo' real

[Hook]

Nigga I thought I was going To Carolina Nigga (I got it)

I coulda swore I was gunna be a Tarheel Nigga Dean Smith Nigga You know?

It didn't take long thoughFigured I'm not balling my nigga

[Verse 3]

Look I'm 13 now ain't shit the same

Yea nigga still hoopin' but the shit done changed

I got a new love addicted to rhyming it's like a new drug

Plus a nigga sick with it I'm fucking whole crews up

And all hell I started studying my idols

Pac was like Jesus The Source was the Bible

I used to read it twice and cut the pictures out

I know my Mama wondering "What the fuck is this about?"

Cause all that basketball shit on my wall was gone

Replaced it with pictures of some rappers with firearms

And plus a couple posters of bitches posing in thongs

You niggas was mowing lawns I was in here writing songs PUT ME ON

I just wanna be the best for real

I wasn't doing it for no money or no fucking girls

Back then I knew I was the nicest nigga in the Ville

Right now I feel like I'm the illest nigga in the world!

The World world word

[Outro/Hook]

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