J Cole - 95 South (Official Instrumental)

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J cole the off-season,
J cole 95 south,
J cole 95 south instrumental,
J cole the off season instrumental,

[@PRXDVENOM]

ramadan is over, venom is back btw that was like 7 minutes i totally speedran that check out my new beat shit slaps just like this beat: kzbin.info/www/bejne/g6WtlGqeebKFZ5I

[@GoReallaBeatz]

Banger🔥🔥

[@raleighsmoov919]

Hey, can you taje your time and redo it and make it just like the original?? I wanna kill this shit!

[@MJSTacKS]

Will do bro

[@kidgoten4418]

best song on the album fire instrumental🔥🔥🔥🔥

[@ajcottle3]

Cap

[@brockjones2637]

A m i r i

[@Jib-gh4xs]

@@brockjones2637 m y l i f e

[@Youngclarks]

Pride is the devil

[@mekhiah1987]

Or the whole thing😭🔥🔥🔥🔥

[@CollierSound]

You killed this my g Your remakes be spot on Keep workin 💪🏾

[@PRXDVENOM]

thanks bro

[@jordanm5149]

This instrumental conjures up the old me like a tbt post

[@itsyaboiherman]

Bout to play this at church

[@PRXDVENOM]

😂😂😂

[@MJSTacKS]

Yoo this joint is ridiculous VENOM, Love that intro it just hooked me and that fuxkin bassline tho #BEASTMODEE

[@PRXDVENOM]

thanks man

[@andrewvideos5107]

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@@andrewvideos5107 you’re the man

[@andrewvideos5107]

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[@foundsheepcjd6528]

We have all sinned and fallen short of of Gods glory sin is terrible because of sin we are separated from God but gladly here is the good news Jesus Christ came and walked this earth for everyone taught us the perfect way to live and how we should live and he died for our sins because we need a sacrifice to pay the price for our sins since our sins deserve hell if we live in sin but also more good news Jesus rose from the dead three days later we have to leave the sin behind and put it away and live new with Jesus this world is like a vapor it passes away but your eternity is forever and it is up to you what you want to do with it…

[@WeTheFaithful]

I feel like this lowkey a sample of "U Don't Know" by Hov...pretty sure I'm not trippin

[@PRXDVENOM]

you not crazy

[@KASH.B59M]

yup thats it

[@k1dch165]

I was sayin the same thing when I first heard the album

[@vickjr98]

Correct

[@chadjones3244]

My man, that is what I was saying.

[@marlonas5799]

This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (y'all way) We sendin''em y'all way (y'all way)

[@Raflow.]

This is crazy beat. I wanna talk my real life on this beat. Tripple C's.

[@bekam4441]

Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam, niggas is fuckin' finished (yeah) This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (y'all way) We sendin''em y'all way (y'all way) That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here Killa, Harlem I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga Put your hood up

[@Oooo-fh9kk]

Been a fan of cole since day one My vocabulary expanded my creation function and ability built enterally Going out of control it’s turning mentally There is no taking step back now I’m moving my own path redundantly The flow of old school is the air I breathe My lyrics come out intentionally no guns needed God made a fist so I KO them like the man Ali Coming to save hip hop and relive the prodigy You can’t take my soul it’s not for free Slap the demons rappers with the biblical history

[@concussion6100]

Thank u for this ......now I will bless this beat. 🌡️💪

[@rcolston624]

Pockets on deep money reep when I'm spitting Brother in prison flow shine like a prism Write but drink smoke and I'm hoping they listen No problem wit friends just dont get my business You try to dam flow wit me no competition Write in tha dugout then come out and pitch it Blow yo whole skull off One slug from that 50

[@breazy832]

all these years later filthy frank is still right...

[@Igknighton]

@@breazy832 lmao!

[@LilBaab]

Real dope fam Keep it coming 💥💥💥💥💯💯💯

[@SwishMamba_]

Love this so much

[@GoReallaBeatz]

Fire🔥🔥

[@PRXDVENOM]

thank you

[@GoReallaBeatz]

@@PRXDVENOM ur welcome fam

[@leighthomas2915]

Taught to keep it regal / Money not always legal/ Put on for all my people / Put on for all my people / CC is always lethal / Shoot em through the peep hole / I’m the shit / Can’t compare me to these other fecal / Let’s keep momentum running / When we spot em we got em / he’ll never see it coming / Knick and Cut em 4 times / enough to remake cool runnings/ Hit a block like we really workin on construction / Imma menace baby / here to destroy the function / Imitation is flattery / Don’t let em tell you nothin / Money gains like I’m warren buffet / Old plans come to light / It’s just needed Dustin/ Purge night if you think I’m bluffin / Show em somethin / He Soft as charmin / Sweet like muffins / Hoes now days Really don’t believe in cuffin / Ain’t that somethin / If y’all fw this , check my other one on cole’s applying pressure . Might start ghost writing

[@johnnybrix5308]

FUK FUK FUK THIS IS.... EPIC

[@33luko]

🔥😩

[@PRXDVENOM]

lunnar 😘

[@PRXDVENOM]

ayo

[@franco5271]

Estuvimos sentado bajo la luna de invierno el frio de la noche congelando mi cuerpo Pero mi calor interno lo esta derritiendo Generando fuego me libero del ego wl daño de año ya dejo su rasto como un lambo su marca en el suelo

[@breazy832]

you what??

[@beatsbydenvergrey7070]

Congrats on 1k subs bro! Big mile stone!

[@PRXDVENOM]

i appreciate you bro

[@claydinerobeatz8633]

I'm proud of you my guy

[@domuinusgiorgi]

you a hero

[@PRXDVENOM]

lol funny cuz im venom

[@domuinusgiorgi]

@@PRXDVENOM Good guy Venom jajaja

[@SKI_VVSKEY]

1:40🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[@Liquidfard]

Crunk music is coming back slowly. this easily sounds like a three six mafia beat.

[@ItsBIGREZ]

Thank you for this.

[@mausant2000]

You are now looking at one smart black boy, mama aint raised no fool……..

[@48inkwell]

I’m bout to do sumpn with this…

[@ZayyVerson]

Do you mind if I use this instrumental for my KZbin vids ?🙏🏽

[@blanko5953]

Nicely done.

[@huncho9805]

My version Yo yo Nigga i been spittin bars back in my days before i knew what reality was star trek to the prodigy stil wondering what fatality wants Backed up by my structure and all my analagy puns I want a get to the top so i can shoot a calvary once One bullet, nine rappers f** thats a mastery stunt Feel free to copyright if you want

[@ugh6983]

[Cam'ron (J. Cole):] Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam', niggas is fuckin' finished (Yeah) [J. Cole:] This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten [Cam'ron:] See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English [J. Cole:] Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (Uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' it y'all way (Y'all way) We sendin' it y'all way (Y'all way) [Cam'ron:] That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here (Killa, Harlem) I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga [Lil Jon:] Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club

[@beatsbydenvergrey7070]

bro this is SICK! I made the same instrumental! let me know what you think please!

[@raleighsmoov919]

It was okay, just didn't like how you put your tag in it

[@beatsbydenvergrey7070]

@@raleighsmoov919 make your own beats/instrumentals, have them stolen & then come back & tell me what you think

[@raleighsmoov919]

@@beatsbydenvergrey7070 it just a remake bro...nobody wins except you by having your views go up. Artist can't profit from it fam. They can only rap over it and do challenges man. They'll play it over and over tryna write something for social media. Just a suggestion. This is probably why his is getting more views🤷🏾‍♂️

[@beatsbydenvergrey7070]

@@raleighsmoov919 you really don’t have much place to be commentating on what you think producers should do. I can post it untagged & let people rip it off my KZbin so they can post remixes on SoundCloud-OR I can put my tag on the KZbin version & charge rappers $9.99 for my services (creating the instrumental that they couldn’t have made themselves). I’ve sold 3 instrumentals every hour since Friday at 11:30pm. So you tell me what I should’ve done

[@raleighsmoov919]

@@beatsbydenvergrey7070 you win fam. I already see what type of dude you are. I'm not about to argue with you like some female. You got it

[@jashwinreddy8109]

this bneat could be a marvel sountrack ngl

[@PRXDVENOM]

absolutely

[@respekthedj]

Look out for my freestyle to this

[@XatriiGee]

Bet

[@carterhacker]

Pure heat 🔥

[@VersworldRecords]

Bpm?

[@quanfantastic4831]

Sounds a bit like dipset anthem and hov “U don’t know”

[@toofast2119]

Ya I be getting all these racks mk like it’s kato I just got 100 soda callin it some faygo I just got a cover girl she ask me how my day go y’all be some fakin bitches y’all ain’t got no draco Ay i be so clean rappin dis beat ain’t ever I’m on my come up on my grind broken now it’s on my mind ya I be bussin now im somthing Im just a boy came from nothing I’m a bomb it’s bout to blow oh y’all got a weak flow ain’t that so u got no dough

[@clayferguson820]

Any cltfc fans here⁉️⁉️⁉️

[@coopertheshooter2907]

Bro it's j cole you know it's fire I burn it up like my worldly desires So I turn it up real loud the crowd Going wild fuck being mild I'm so high I'm flying like a Boeing 747

[@shamarcapers3409]

How???

[@armelkoanang5672]

Shit Crazy Cuz It Just Dropped Hé Workin

[@PRXDVENOM]

workin workin workin

[@eddieortiz873]

What DAW are you using?

[@blackgambittv2787]

I need this download. Where’s the link?

[@blackgambittv2787]

You murder-dered this mf

[@PRXDVENOM]

email?

[@jonathanpietri2588]

hey love the remake can I use it

[@PRXDVENOM]

yeah

[@jonathanpietri2588]

@@PRXDVENOM how can I download it?

[@PRXDVENOM]

@@jonathanpietri2588 yt to mp3

[@jonathanpietri2588]

How I do that?

[@PRXDVENOM]

@@jonathanpietri2588 copy the link, go to ytmp3.cc, and download that shit

[@OFFONE]

Wtffffff, 64k??!

[@PRXDVENOM]

yeah bro is whatever

[@martinduran10]

this sounds like u dont know by hov

[@Agent_Koffi]

Can i use it for non Profit?🙏🏾

[@PRXDVENOM]

fa sho

[@Agent_Koffi]

@@PRXDVENOM yes ?😂 I dont understand it, sorry

[@PRXDVENOM]

@@Agent_Koffi yes

[@OFFONE]

yo too fast wtff

[@irondipper4810]

Just spit bro

[@Monti-419]

Your subscriber count is 999😅😶

[@PRXDVENOM]

wanna change that for me?

[@joachim7]

Jay Z u dont know and this sounds similar

[@5PoW2]

Tell us how we did Louisville kzbin.info/www/bejne/i3jPq42njcifhtE

[@karrikendall6682]

Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam, niggas is fuckin' finished (yeah) This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (y'all way) We sendin''em y'all way (y'all way) That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here Killa, Harlem I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga

[@Mike-uf9dr]

Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam, niggas is fuckin' finished (yeah) This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (y'all way) We sendin''em y'all way (y'all way) That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here Killa, Harlem I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club

[@raulmagallon5416]

Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam, niggas is fuckin' finished (yeah) This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (y'all way) We sendin''em y'all way (y'all way) That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here Killa, Harlem I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club

[@jjoliv18]

Killa, it's The Off-Season Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man And don't check your watch, you know the time Cole World, Killa Cam, niggas is fuckin' finished (yeah) This shit too easy for me now Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou' If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten They gon' forever fatten See, we tried to tell niggas They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the The nigga that made them peep the reaper Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (uh) 'Cause they steady harassin' We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion My young niggas nutty, they blastin' Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin' All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now (Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh" My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (y'all way) We sendin''em y'all way (y'all way) That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here Killa, Harlem I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your hood up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Put your clique up Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your shit, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker Represent your clique, motherfucker If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club