We living better guess God felt he owed us one. Closets barely had no clothes in them. — J Cole Living better Copy Share Image
Analyzin' the world, fantasizin' about girls. I'm handin' diamonds and pearls and vandalizin' her curls. — J Cole Diamonds and pearls Copy Share Image
How you figga? You fuckin wit me? I hope he jokin. Im witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin — J Cole Copy Share Image
Theres so much pain on my brain I gotta jot it out but as of late nigga, it aint been shit to… — J Cole Copy Share Image
Even white girls tryin' to be my princess, But I only eff with sistas like incest. — J Cole Copy Share Image
I got a life in my grip, she holding tight to my wrist. She screaming: 'Don't let me slip.' — J Cole Life Copy Share Image
Gettin' brain from a bitch and thinkin' "God damn, what's her name?" Sometimes I just shake my head and tell myself this… — J Cole Copy Share Image
She like them bar with the big old chains. Ride around town in the big old Range. — J Cole Copy Share Image
Look how my lane shifted, elevated my game, lifted my name. Now these lame niggas could never get it. Like that bad… — J Cole Copy Share Image
You now rockin' with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game. Won't brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne,… — J Cole Football Copy Share Image
Nevermind dwelling in the past, your listening to the future. Them flows get tighter, them hoes get looser. Then they wanna seduce… — J Cole Copy Share Image
Where I done been, who I done hit, your homegirl sayin', "He a bad boy" But I'm signed to the Roc, no… — J Cole Bad boy Copy Share Image
The Mind state of a winner. When you thinkin bout summertime, I'm thinkin bout the winter. When you thinkin bout breakfast, Im… — J Cole Psychology Copy Share Image
Ducking bill collectors like Jehova's witness, When they showed up at your door at Christmas. — J Cole Christmas Copy Share Image
Niggas who be rapping how real they are, usuallly turn out to be the fakest one. — J Cole Copy Share Image
Bitch I made this in the crib watchin' Belly. Eatin' peanut butter jelly, what the fuck the niggas tell me. — J Cole Copy Share Image
Carolina blue kicks, fresh on the scene. Hottest nigga on the block, damn girl you mean. — J Cole Copy Share Image
They say everything happens for a reason And people change like the seasons, then grow apart — J Cole Happens for a reason Copy Share Image
They say everything happend's for a reason & people change like the seasons.. then grow apart. — J Cole People change Copy Share Image
Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper, get rich 'fore I see my life caper; Hope my mama get to see Jamaica… — J Cole Dream Copy Share Image
If I had a latter and not even if I had a rope. I'd climb that motherf*cker to the top and never… — J Cole Copy Share Image
We in two different games, you playin' patty cake. Brother you're lame, you're Shane Battier. — J Cole Copy Share Image
Yall talkin hard but you still aint push me They say you are what you eat and I still aint pussy. — J Cole Copy Share Image
I'm a kill the game and invite witnesses, No death penalty, I'm givin' out life sentences. — J Cole Death Copy Share Image
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I neva had? Waving gats instead of flags. — J Cole Flag Copy Share Image
Mommas youngest getting paper like the oldest one We living better guess God felt he owed us one. — J Cole Living better Copy Share Image
It took me all day to find some inspiration. It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation. — J Cole Copy Share Image
Just a small time nigga, big city hustle Glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell. — J Cole Big city Copy Share Image
For now everything just seems so right, how do you make the darkness feel so bright. — J Cole Copy Share Image
I only make classics, what that take, timing. Cole under pressure what that make, Diamonds — J Cole Copy Share Image
Now girl you is fine, ain't no doubt about it but why else you think he hit it and forgot about it? — J Cole Copy Share Image
Ima be late for my first class, ill much rather sit up in first class, shoould I admit that a slutty bitch… — J Cole First class Copy Share Image
Yeah, armed and ready, you niggas strung out, you spaghetti. You paper, confetti, small time, y'all on one, I'm on mine. — J Cole Copy Share Image
You got your new hair, it look so good. You write the same niggas name in your notebook. — J Cole Copy Share Image
And I need a fast car, bad broads, fast forward, passport, I'm a fuckin rap star. — J Cole Copy Share Image
Problem with the game now, it ain't no innovation. I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation. — J Cole Game Copy Share Image
Im oviedosin, ay, homie, Kobe smokin. Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon need lotion. — J Cole Copy Share Image
I'd like to thank GOD and Ice Cube for Friday, cause laudy daudy we like to party. — J Cole Friday Copy Share Image
