J. Cole – MIDDLE CHILD Lyrics Download LRC x PDF File

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MIDDLE CHILD Lyrics/Letra/Paroles Download is an English song sung by J. Cole. You can download J. Cole’s MIDDLE CHILD song Lyrics in PDF and LRC File here.

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[ti:MIDDLE CHILD] [ar:J. Cole] [lang:English] [length:03:33.66] [by:Jun] [re:www.rclyricsband.com] [ve:v0.0.5] [00:00.00] [00:02.57]You good, T-Minus?
[00:05.01]♪
[00:08.19]Niggas been countin’ me out
[00:09.41]I’m countin’ my bullets, I’m loadin’ my clips
[00:11.31]I’m writin’ down names, I’m makin’ a list
[00:13.22]I’m checkin’ it twice and I’m gettin’ ’em hit
[00:15.22]The real ones been dyin’, the fake ones is lit
[00:17.10]The game is off balance, I’m back on my shit
[00:19.19]The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
[00:20.96]But that’s how I like it, you all on my dick
[00:23.16]I’m all in my bag, this hard as it get
[00:24.94]I do not snort powder, I might take a sip
[00:26.81]I might hit the blunt, but I’m liable to trip
[00:29.40]I ain’t poppin’ no pill, but you do as you wish
[00:30.80]I roll with some fiends, I love ’em to death
[00:32.62]I got a few mil’ but not all of them rich
[00:34.64]What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?
[00:36.44]What good is first class if my niggas can’t sit?
[00:38.62]That’s my next mission, that’s why I can’t quit
[00:40.55]Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips
[00:42.48]Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
[00:44.33]This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift
[00:46.26]Back when the rap game was prayin’ I’d diss
[00:48.25]They act like two legends cannot coexist
[00:50.09]But I’d never beef with a nigga for nothin’
[00:52.02]If I smoke a rapper, it’s gon’ be legit
[00:54.06]It won’t be for clout, it won’t be for fame
[00:56.07]It won’t be ’cause my shit ain’t sellin’ the same
[00:57.95]It won’t be to sell you my latest lil’ sneakers
[00:59.86]It won’t be ’cause some nigga slid in my lane
[01:01.80]Everything grows, it’s destined to change
[01:04.40]I love you lil’ niggas, I’m glad that you came
[01:06.10]I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
[01:07.51]I hope you know money won’t erase the pain
[01:09.67]To the OGs, I’m thankin’ you now
[01:11.45]Was watchin’ you when you was pavin’ the ground
[01:13.32]I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style
[01:15.21]I studied the greats, I’m the greatest right now
[01:17.26]Fuck if you feel me, you ain’t got a choice
[01:19.11]Now I ain’t do no promo, still made all that noise
[01:21.07]This shit gon’ be different, I set my intentions
[01:23.01]I promise to slap all that hate out your voice
[01:25.36]Niggas been countin’ me out
[01:26.98]I’m countin’ my bullets, I’m loadin’ my clips
[01:28.89]I’m writin’ down names, I’m makin’ a list
[01:31.40]I’m checkin’ it twice and I’m gettin’ ’em hit
[01:32.70]The real ones been dyin’, the fake ones is lit
[01:35.00]The game is off balance, I’m back on my shit
[01:36.41]The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
[01:38.41]But that’s how I like it, you all on my dick
[01:43.50]I just poured somethin’ in my cup
[01:46.80]I’ve been wantin’ somethin’ I can feel
[01:50.55]Promise I am never lettin’ up
[01:54.45]Money in your palm don’t make you real
[01:58.45]Foot is on they neck, I got ’em stuck
[02:02.25]I’ma give ’em somethin’ they can feel
[02:06.18]If it ain’t ’bout the squad, don’t give a fuck
[02:10.12]Pistol in your hand don’t make you real
[02:11.82]I’m dead in the middle of two generations
[02:13.53]I’m little bro and big bro all at once
[02:15.39]Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
[02:17.23]I’m ’bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
[02:19.20]Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
[02:21.12]Reminded me of young niggas from ‘Ville
[02:23.03]Straight out the projects, no fakin’, just honest
[02:25.08]I wish that he had more guidance, for real
[02:27.07]Too many niggas in cycle of jail
[02:28.85]Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
[02:30.89]We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
[02:33.00]We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal
[02:35.40]We hurting our sisters, the babies as well
[02:36.66]We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well
[02:38.55]Distorted self image, we set up to fail
[02:40.53]I’ma make sure that the real gon’ prevail, nigga
[02:44.65]I just poured somethin’ in my cup
[02:48.64]I’ve been wantin’ somethin’ I can feel
[02:52.50]Promise I am never lettin’ up
[02:56.36]Money in your palm don’t make you real
[03:00.37]Foot is on they neck, I got ’em stuck
[03:04.01]I’ma give ’em somethin’ they can feel
[03:08.08]If it ain’t ’bout the squad, don’t give a fuck
[03:11.85]Pistol in your hand don’t make you real
[03:15.80]Money in your palm don’t make you real
[03:19.83]Pistol in your hand don’t make you real
[03:24.15]♪
[03:27.51]Money in your palm don’t make you real
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