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[Hook]
I said set it off on my left, set it off on my right
I said liquor all in my breath, [bad word] all in my sight
I said real niggas trying to [bad word]  [bad word] niggas wanna fight
I said gun shots into the air, but I ain't scared for my life

Troubles of this...
Troubles of this world

[Verse 1]
Yeah, god flow
Paint a picture like a young Pablo, Picasso
Niggas say I live fast, die young, so I drive slow
And pray I die old
In the drop with the top low
Met a bad [bad word] from Chicago, my hat wasn't [bad word]  yo
Kept it straight, [bad word]  cause y'all know
And if not, you'll learn how them niggas in the Chi go
I ain't [bad word] her, but I'm thinking 'bout it
My niggas say why you gotta think about it?
The [bad word] want too much, hit my phone too much
If I gotta be frank about it, ain't worth the stress
First the text, then the draws, see first the 
Then it's calls cause the bird's obsessed
Want flowers, cards, and the purses next
Nah, [bad word] can't get a dollar
Cole on Twitter, [bad word] can't get a follow
Can get a nut, heard "Can't Get Enough"
Now she [bad word] a [bad word] thinkin' that she may hit the lotto
No way, Jose
Could write a book called, "The Things Hoes Say"
Show a lot of love to my sisters though
But these [bad word] so predictable
I'm in trouble
Getting to the promised land
You don't want problems, I promise, man
I take you to the promise land
You don't want problems, I promise, man

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[Verse 2]
And I'm going back to school
Only for the hoes and a class or two
Young bad [bad word] made the pastor drool
Everybody sweat her like Catholic school
Sat next to her in the back of the class
Cheated off of her test and I'm grabbing her [bad word] She like "Don't you know this [bad word] already? [bad word]  ain't you rich already?"
Yeah, but I got dumb as [bad word] Hanging 'round these rappers cause they dumb as [bad word] But I'm back on track, jumpshot wasn't that good
Couldn't sell crack but I rap good
That's one stereotype
Know a lot of niggas that'll marry your type
Bad [bad word] with a degree, I let 'em scoop ya
I'm Koopa, I never been the Mario type
No saving hoes
I ain't fooled cause a lot of cool [bad word] that a [bad word] went to school with is major hoes
And theirs mans don't know, mans don't know, fa show
Had a [bad word] s baby, little mans don’t know
Mama, was a freak, got it in on the low
12 years later when my song come on, he ask
"Mama, did you [bad word] J. Cole?"
Whoa