J. Cole decides to spit a nice new freestyle. It might be part of a new verse in the album. Who knows? But Cole does bring up "the album" coming during the show. Hopefully its coming soon! Cole World!
J. Cole Freestyle at House of Blues-Atlantic City Lyrics:
Hey, no album to my name and I’m already hot,
You can say I’m pre-heated
If money talks, mine tellin’ yours to be seated
Cut my leg off I wouldn’t be defeated (de-feeted)
Illest nigga in the game bitch, and you can re-tweet it
Emailin’ shit make sure you CC it
For these fuck niggas who don’t want to believe it
I be in the airport, damn near barefoot
Security hollerin’ out “Yo Cole, we need it”
Gettin’ high as fuck and i don’t need (?)
No point drinkin’ I can’t even be faded
Real recognize real like they related
You ain’t a fuckin’ G boy, your style G-rated
Hatred is flattery, I’m glad to be hated
Fuckin’ bad bitches that would rather be dated
Carolina niggas just glad that he made it
My money was runnin’ late
now it’s happy, belated.
You can say I’m pre-heated
If money talks, mine tellin’ yours to be seated
Cut my leg off I wouldn’t be defeated (de-feeted)
Illest nigga in the game bitch, and you can re-tweet it
Emailin’ shit make sure you CC it
For these fuck niggas who don’t want to believe it
I be in the airport, damn near barefoot
Security hollerin’ out “Yo Cole, we need it”
Gettin’ high as fuck and i don’t need (?)
No point drinkin’ I can’t even be faded
Real recognize real like they related
You ain’t a fuckin’ G boy, your style G-rated
Hatred is flattery, I’m glad to be hated
Fuckin’ bad bitches that would rather be dated
Carolina niggas just glad that he made it
My money was runnin’ late
now it’s happy, belated.
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