Shook Ones Songtext
von J. Cole

Yeah!
Yeah, look how I came up!
Yeah!
′Ey, look how I came up, nigga!
'Ey look!

Momma I came up! Cold as hell in New York, but I flame up
Straight up out that dirty type of shit you cannot clean up
A dollar and a dream the only things I had to bring up
Now any nigga out there gunnin′ for me, gotta aim up!

Say what? Niggas ask me what the 'Ville be like
Just tell 'em that it′s real. Hoping that they me feel me, right?
I′m so bright! I close my eyes and I can still see light
I'm so live, you motherfuckers gotta kill me twice


Man I promise! I′m murdering classics, paying my homage
The 15th of the month and I'm just now paying Mohammed
Said: "The rent′s due on the first!"
But he don't know the shit I been through, and it hurts
Can′t wait to blow! Yeah, I think about heaven sometimes, can't wait to go
If it's real; will I even get in? I ain′t fo′ sho'
Cause I′ve been sinning
Gettin' bent it′s been a minute since I been
Up in a church
Only time is when my friend up in a hearse

Lord, I'm praying for me my momma, I just went up in her purse
Not to steal! All I saw was some bills and not a dollar
In sight! In time she′ll live the more desirable life, I'm chasing money
And dreams only God got the means to take 'em from me

I scheme while I′m ridin′ through Queens
I ain't no dummy! A Fayettenom repper ′til the day that I'm gone
Nigga get your weight up all the way up if you hatin′ on me
'Cause boy I might pray but ain′t no preying on me!

I'm hot like Satan, just laying on me!
So when you get to hell you can say you know me!
I said I might pray but ain't no preying on me!
So when you get to hell, you can say you know me!

Yeah, what?
Yeah!
One shot y′all
Yeah!
Hahah!
Ain′t a damn thing, man
Hahahha!