J. Cole

"Yellow Snow Freestyle"

[Produced by Christo]

[Hook]
p*ssin’ these bars, I’m Robert Kellz in the booth
It's some sh*t where you talk, I send some shells at ya tooth
If they know who you are, they play it cool, yeah it's cool
They don’t know who you are, then I don’t know, I don’t know

[Verse: J.I.D]
See my lil’ n*ggas got lil’ n*ggas, so I’m a grand-n*gga
Stand with the same ones I was playing in sand with
90 cent cheeseburger, take half of the sandwich
Make plans, gotta expand, plans expansion
Reporting live from that place between sleep and awake
Recording rhymes, catch a vibe until the simplest state, of mind
I shine bright, blind? my sight fine, write my line
Fight like a n*gga twice my size, I’m twice that guy
Enlightened, but I’m light in the ass, but f*ck it
Stuck that, tucked that, right in the passenger
Wanna be bad, shoot at his cardiovascular
Startin’ a massacre, tryna be masculine
Give it to the game, no Vaseline
Swervin’ in your lane, no accident
And I’m with the sh*t, no laxative
Then I hit the gas, n*gga puff, puff, pass to a pacifist
Middle finger f*ck your magistrate
I’m your Majesty, ancestery
Traveled the Middle Passage
So I put on for my daddy’s, daddy, daddy, daddy
And have my foot on they neck until I’m in the paddy waggy
Young shaggy, swaggy laddy, had he came
From the fame and the change, would he be happy?
Or did them broke days sustain some rare habits
That in turn invoked a change you can stare at it
I’m taking a stab at it, charismatically, satisfactory
Spittin’

[Hook]
p*ssin’ these bars, I’m Robert Kellz in the booth
It's some sh*t where you talk, I send some shells at ya tooth
If they know who you are, they play it cool, yeah it's cool
They don’t know who you are, then I don’t know, I don’t know

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