J. Cole - Rags to Riches (At The Beep) Lyrics

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DJ OnPoint

Damn, broke as a bad joke
But still I laugh though, frontin' tryna have hope
It's sad though, I'm tired of being broke as shit
I'm seeing other niggas ball and I'm like 0 for 6
And, man, I just graduated, good old college degree
Shit, my niggas drug dealing see more dollars than me
I know my calling, it's in my blood to do this music thing
Won't be that illest nigga that you never knew his name
I'm looking at these fake A&R's like, "You a lame"
"That boy a genius and you ain't even listen, man, you insane"
But you'll see though, just what the hell a nigga 'bout to be though
So give me one year then play this back like TiVo
'Cause boy I'm finna blow, I'm a motherf*ckin' torpedo
The music's in my blood so watch these niggas turn mosquito, uh
I play the villain and the hero, some grow man shit
Feel like a goddamn kid, man I'm Pac and Big (what up?)
Up is something that I can't give
Won't see me disappear like the old Aunt Viv'
'Cause even on a slow jam, I'm so damn sick
Man, I even spread a virus to a program, quick
I gotta focus on my flow and get some dough, man, shit
No dollars got me actin' like I got no damn sense
But peace to my broham's and to my ex-lady
Yeah we been complicatin' things with the sex lately
Maybe I'm being selfish, but, nah, I can't help it
'Cause girl we go back like a throwback Celtic, Jersey
Regardless of where God lead us
Just know that I was Martin and you was my Gina, uh
But I'm through living in the past, Lord
No more thinking rewind, I'm more fast-forward
Less rear-view mirror and more dashboard
I'm visualizin' cash and stamps on a passport
That CLS with a full tank of gas for it
Cop my mom a whip, nigga, and she ain't even ask for it
Wise enough to know that money can't buy you happiness or lovers
But it's gon' get my mama out the struggle
I'm wise enough to know that money can't buy you happiness or lovers
But it's gon' get my mama out the struggle
Said I'm wise enough to know that money can't buy you happiness or lovers
But it's gon' get my mama out the struggle, nigga
Yeah, uh, uh-huh
I'd like to welcome y'all to
My life, my life, my life, my life (okay)
In the sunshine
Okay, yeah
Everybody loves the sunshine
This is The Come Up, nigga, uh
Sunshine

Ayo, real quick, man (everybody loves the sunshine)
Y'all been a part of this experience, man, The Come Up
While we gettin' outta here
I just wanna give a few shout outs, man (sunshine)
First and foremost, man, my fam, man, my mother, my brother, man
(Folks get down in the sunshine) God, nigga, yes, God, nigga
For real, my brothers from another mothers, man, R.J., man (sunshine)
Mike Shaw, what it is, man? Dreamville all day, we not
(Folks get down in the sunshine) we callin' that shit Fayettenam, nigga
But we also callin' that shit Dreamville
Nigga, you got a dream
You can get the f*ck up outta yo' situation, nigga
Shout out to By Any Means, my nigga Ebro, man
Them two nice niggas, man
All the way, All Terrain Music all day (just bees and things and flowers)
It's a beautiful life, man
From Rags to riches, watch me, man (just bees and things and flowers)
From Rags to riches

Shout out to the whole North Carolina (yeah)
(Just bees and things and flowers) uh, yeah
You just experienced The Come Up
DJ OnPoint, J. Cole