J. Cole - Bombs in the Ville Hit the Gas (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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J. Cole - Bombs in the Ville Hit the Gas (en) Lyrics
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I wanna lock it down,
make time for you
Chocolate brown, what sign are you?
I don't know, but I got a feelin'
that can't be stopped
Hugged up with you in the parkin' lot
Outside the whip with my shit on rock
Lips so soft with the strawberry gloss
You make a nigga fall
like a Marbury cross
Late-night calls, I got cause
to cut off my broads for you
Great-white shark just like Jaws,
I'll rock the boat for you
I got high hopes for you, yeah
(For you, for you, for
you, for you, for you)
I got high hopes for you,
mm (For you, for you, for
you, for you, for you)
Bitch, I'm a star (Yeah), but
I'd never shine (Feel that)
Built the tallest wall, come and
see behind (I feel that)
Bombs in the Ville, violent all
the times (I feel that)
When the smoke clears,
you is who I find
Let's run away (Let's run
away, let's run away)
Heard somebody said they on top now,
I'll pull up to see if you there
I've been countin' up M's
in the background, still
movin' low-key, I'm rare
Remember the spot you met me? I'll
pull up to see if you there
I was hopin' you ain't
forget me (Forget me)
(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damn,
gyatt, damn, she got it)
Hittin' the gas is not something
I do (Damn, gyatt, damn, she
got it, damn, gyatt, damn)
Had to mash the brakes 'cause I was
too (Gyatt, damn, she got it, damn,
gyatt, damn, she got it, damn)
Fucked up in the head, I felt confused
(Gyatt, damn, she got it, damn,
gyatt, damn, she got it, damn)
Sure glad I ran back into you
(Gyatt, damn, gyatt, damn,
gyatt, damn, gyatt)
I was scared you found somebody new
(Gyatt, gyatt, damn, gyatt, damn)
Ran off and had a child or two
(Damn, damn, damn, gyatt)
I know I said I wasn't gon'
change (Damn, gyatt, damn)
But go'n and pass the loud my way
Fuck with your nigga, I'm goin' through
things, goin' through things (Goin' through
things, goin' through things)
Time's not slowin' down
We need you around
I need you around, around (Yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck with your nigga, I'm
goin' through things
Gray hairs on my head, mean
I know a few things
I bought a iPhone that
travels through time
FaceTime, done got younger
me on the line
Soon as he saw me, he
just started cryin'
I told him, "Relax, everything
gon' be fine"
He wiped off his face, said
he tryna be strong
But some days he feel like
he doin' it wrong
I told him, "Hold on," and passed
off my phone to my oldest son
And my youngest one said,
"I want you to look them
straight in their face"
Do that look like you've
been makin' mistakes?
Fame is a drug you was chosen to take
Unfortunately, can't
be sober and great
You're just like a flower
the world wanna hold
They sniff on your petals
until you get old
And then they dispose,
a new flower grows
Can't take it personal,
that's just how it go
Soon you gon' know that
your high comin' down
And that's the point that
I call you from now
This is The Fall-Off, I'm
fallin' off, how?
The rappers do when they
can't find a new sound
Missin' the day they was
hotter year 'round
But life is a film that
cannot be rewound
Life is a film that cannot be rewound
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