♪ ♪ ♪ YOU GOOD, T-MINUS? ♪ ♪ NIGGAS BEEN
COUNTIN' ME OUT ♪ ♪ I'M COUNTIN' MY BULLETS,
I'M LOADIN' MY CLIPS ♪ ♪ I'M WRITIN' DOWN NAMES,
I'M MAKIN' A LIST ♪ ♪ I'M CHECKIN' IT TWICE
AND I'M GETTIN' 'EM HIT ♪ ♪ THE REAL ONES BEEN DYIN',
THE FAKE ONES IS LIT ♪ ♪ THE GAME IS OFF BALANCE,
I'M BACK ON MY SHIT ♪ ♪ THE BENTLEY IS DIRTY,
MY SNEAKERS IS DIRTY ♪ ♪ BUT THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT,
YOU ALL ON MY DICK ♪ ♪ I'M ALL IN MY BAG,
THIS HARD AS IT GET ♪ ♪ I DO NOT SNORT POWDER,
I MIGHT TAKE A SIP ♪ ♪ I MIGHT HIT THE BLUNT,
BUT I'M LIABLE TO TRIP ♪ ♪ I AIN'T POPPIN' NO PILL,
BUT YOU DO AS YOU WISH ♪ ♪ I ROLL WITH SOME FIENDS,
I LOVE 'EM TO DEATH ♪ ♪ I GOT A FEW MIL' BUT
NOT ALL OF THEM RICH ♪ ♪ WHAT GOOD IS THE BREAD
IF MY NIGGAS IS BROKE? ♪ ♪ WHAT GOOD IS FIRST CLASS
IF MY NIGGAS CAN'T SIT? ♪ ♪ THAT'S MY NEXT MISSION,
THAT'S WHY I CAN'T QUIT ♪ ♪ JUST LIKE LEBRON, GET
MY NIGGAS MORE CHIPS ♪ ♪ JUST PUT THE ROLLIE
RIGHT BACK ON MY WRIST ♪ ♪ THIS WATCH CAME FROM
DRIZZY, HE GAVE ME A GIFT ♪ ♪ BACK WHEN THE RAP GAME
WAS PRAYIN' I'D DISS ♪ ♪ THEY ACT LIKE TWO
LEGENDS CANNOT COEXIST ♪ ♪ BUT I'D NEVER BEEF WITH
A NIGGA FOR NOTHIN' ♪ ♪ IF I SMOKE A RAPPER,
IT'S GON' BE LEGIT ♪ ♪ IT WON'T BE FOR CLOUT,
IT WON'T BE FOR FAME ♪ ♪ IT WON'T BE 'CAUSE MY SHIT
AIN'T SELLIN' THE SAME ♪ ♪ IT WON'T BE TO SELL YOU
MY LATEST LIL' SNEAKERS ♪ ♪ IT WON'T BE 'CAUSE SOME
NIGGA SLID IN MY LANE ♪ ♪ EVERYTHING GROWS,
IT'S DESTINED TO CHANGE ♪ ♪ I LOVE YOU LIL' NIGGAS,
I'M GLAD THAT YOU CAME ♪ ♪ I HOPE THAT YOU SCRAPE
EVERY DOLLAR YOU CAN ♪ ♪ I HOPE YOU KNOW MONEY
WON'T ERASE THE PAIN ♪ ♪ TO THE OGS, I'M
THANKIN' YOU NOW ♪ ♪ WAS WATCHIN' YOU WHEN YOU
WAS PAVIN' THE GROUND ♪ ♪ I COPIED YOUR CADENCE,
I MIRRORED YOUR STYLE ♪ ♪ I STUDIED THE GREATS,
I'M THE GREATEST RIGHT NOW ♪ ♪ FUCK IF YOU FEEL ME, YOU
AIN'T GOT A CHOICE ♪ ♪ NOW I AIN'T DO NO PROMO,
STILL MADE ALL THAT NOISE ♪ ♪ THIS YEAR GON' BE DIFFERENT,
I SET MY INTENTIONS ♪ ♪ I PROMISE TO SLAP ALL
THAT HATE OUT YOUR VOICE ♪ ♪ NIGGAS BEEN
COUNTIN' ME OUT ♪ ♪ I'M COUNTIN' MY BULLETS,
I'M LOADIN' MY CLIPS ♪ ♪ I'M WRITIN' DOWN NAMES,
I'M MAKIN' A LIST ♪ ♪ I'M CHECKIN' IT TWICE AND
I'M GETTIN' 'EM HIT ♪ ♪ THE REAL ONES BEEN DYIN',
THE FAKE ONES IS LIT ♪ ♪ THE GAME IS OFF BALANCE,
I'M BACK ON MY SHIT ♪ ♪ THE BENTLEY IS DIRTY,
MY SNEAKERS IS DIRTY ♪ ♪ BUT THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT,
YOU ALL ON MY DICK ♪ ♪ I JUST POURED
SOMETHIN' IN MY CUP ♪ ♪ I'VE BEEN WANTIN'
SOMETHIN' I CAN FEEL ♪ ♪ PROMISE I AM NEVER
LETTIN' UP ♪ ♪ MONEY IN YOUR PALM
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪ ♪ FOOT IS ON THEY NECK,
I GOT 'EM STUCK ♪ ♪ I'MA GIVE 'EM SOMETHIN'
THEY CAN FEEL ♪ ♪ IF IT AIN'T 'BOUT THE SQUAD,
DON'T GIVE A FUCK ♪ ♪ PISTOL IN YOUR HAND
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪ ♪ I'M DEAD IN THE MIDDLE
OF TWO GENERATIONS ♪ ♪ I'M LITTLE BRO AND BIG
BRO ALL AT ONCE ♪ ♪ JUST LEFT THE LAB
WITH YOUNG 21 SAVAGE ♪ ♪ I'M 'BOUT TO GO AND
MEET JIGGA FOR LUNCH ♪ ♪ HAD A LONG TALK WITH
THE YOUNG NIGGA KODAK ♪ ♪ REMINDED ME OF YOUNG
NIGGAS FROM 'VILLE ♪ ♪ STRAIGHT OUT THE PROJECTS,
NO FAKIN', JUST HONEST ♪ ♪ I WISH THAT HE HAD MORE
GUIDANCE, FOR REAL ♪ ♪ TOO MANY NIGGAS
IN CYCLE OF JAIL ♪ ♪ SPENDING THEY BIRTHDAYS
INSIDE OF A CELL ♪ ♪ WE COMING FROM A LONG
BLOODLINE OF TRAUMA ♪ ♪ WE RAISED BY OUR MAMAS,
LORD WE GOTTA HEAL ♪ ♪ WE HURTING OUR SISTERS,
THE BABIES AS WELL ♪ ♪ WE KILLING OUR BROTHERS,
THEY POISONED THE WELL ♪ ♪ DISTORTED SELF IMAGE,
WE SET UP TO FAIL ♪ ♪ I'MA MAKE SURE THAT THE
REAL GON' PREVAIL, NIGGA ♪ ♪ I JUST POURED
SOMETHIN' IN MY CUP ♪ ♪ I'VE BEEN WANTIN'
SOMETHIN' I CAN FEEL ♪ ♪ PROMISE I AM NEVER
LETTIN' UP ♪ ♪ MONEY IN YOUR PALM
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪ ♪ FOOT IS ON THEY NECK,
I GOT 'EM STUCK ♪ ♪ I'MA GIVE 'EM SOMETHIN'
THEY CAN FEEL ♪ ♪ IF IT AIN'T 'BOUT THE
SQUAD, DON'T GIVE A FUCK ♪ ♪ PISTOL IN YOUR HAND
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪ ♪ MONEY IN YOUR PALM
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪ ♪ PISTOL IN YOUR HAND
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪ ♪ MONEY IN YOUR PALM
DON'T MAKE YOU REAL ♪
Trophy head saying “ask for a feature” has me dying
hell of a directorial debut for king mez
Someone please explain what that last girl meant? Also I love that scene in the cabin with his comfy ass overalls.
J. Cole sitting on a box of Faygo in that shopping cart
The "J." in J. Cole meant Juggalo this whole time.
Dope ass video. I know Lute was in the drivers seat, but I wonder who was sitting in the back of the car. Looked like Omen and Cozz tho.
B A B Y H A I R S
The end of the video has J. Cole addressing the issue of white girls darkening their skin, enlarging their lips, and manipulating their hair with the intention of appearing black. They call it "blackfishing"
Here's an article about it. There are more instances of this occurring than you'd think...
Holy shit the cinematography for this vid is crazy amazing. Absolutely love this shot. Cole World stay eating https://i.imgur.com/JNUqZqD.jpg
Man I hadn't thought about this song at all since the week it released despite listening to it a bunch and trying to like it, but of course the video drops and it finally clicks. Thanks Cole.