Singer: J. Cole
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Song: Lion King On Ice
J. Cole - Lion King On Ice Lyrics (LRC) (03:31-211-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:13.20]I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie
[00:17.50]I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie
[00:20.70]I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie
[00:23.90]Got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie
[00:27.60]I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie
[00:30.90]I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie
[00:34.20]I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie
[00:37.70]Got a whole lot to prove, uh
[00:41.10]Sip from the bottle for shit that we bottlin' in
[00:43.50]Goin' live but we not on the 'Gram
[00:44.90]This the land of supply and demand
[00:46.60]Where my young niggas choppin' up grams
[00:48.40]And them choppers won't pry from they hands
[00:50.00]Packin' lead like they got a exam
[00:51.80]If it's beef, my niggas look just like homewreckers
[00:54.00]They got they eye on your mans
[00:55.30]I pray to God that it jam
[00:57.10]Too many done died in these parts
[00:58.50]So we gotta be smart if we tryna see August
[01:00.10]Some niggas won't make it past summer regardless
[01:01.90]I'm tryin' my hardest to stack my deposits
[01:03.60]These niggas be lookin' at me like I got it
[01:05.30]Deep down inside, though, I still feel as broke
[01:07.00]As that nigga who just graduated from college
[01:08.80]Scrapin' up change that got left in my pockets
[01:10.40]I'm tryna make nickels turn into a dollar
[01:12.20]Ridin' the train, way too shy to go holler
[01:13.90]Just watched her get off at her stop, I'm a coward
[01:15.60]Fuck it, though, you got a way bigger target
[01:17.40]I'ma do it so big, they won't know what to call it
[01:19.00]Sound like a whole Lambo' truck in my stomach
[01:20.80]Bitch, I ain't hungry, this feeling is starving
[01:22.50]Gotta move mama from out them apartments
[01:24.20]Gotta put 'Ville on the map, we forgotten
[01:25.90]Gotta hit hoes you hang up in your locker
[01:27.60]Gotta get rich, 'cause my granny picked cotton
[01:29.40]Gotta make hits, 'cause if not, then I'm floppin'
[01:31.10]Gotta stay me in the process
[01:32.50]Niggas dissed me, it was nonsense
[01:33.70]I sat 'em down like his father
[01:35.00]My nigga asked, "Why you bother?
[01:36.20]We should've caught him and mobbed him"
[01:37.70]I said, "We gotta move smarter"
[01:39.60]Don't wan' be the reason for one more sad song
[01:41.30]I tried to warn niggas they wouldn't last long
[01:43.00]I hope that you see how they came and they went
[01:44.70]They shots never hit, but they made they attempts
[01:46.40]May have a good year like that name on the blimp
[01:48.10]But you know what it takes to be poppin' this long?
[01:50.40]Dedication on another level niggas never seen in they life
[01:53.60]Celebratin' all your first downs like they touchdowns bring a price
[01:57.10]Young Simba had the bustdown, yeah, the Lion King on ice
[02:00.60]Niggas wanted me to look the part, had to stop takin' advice
[02:03.90]Put the jewelry to the side, had to find me, had to find God
[02:07.20]Half the time, we be pacifyin', what they expect from us?
[02:09.40]But that's treacherous, that shows less of us
[02:11.00]I need y'all to see every part of me
[02:12.60]Every scar and every artery...........
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