03’ Adolescence (Explicit)
J. Cole"03’ Adolescence (Explicit)" is a song by J. Cole, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:13 long and contains 124 lines and 731 words.
Lyrics
0:27Yeah yeah
0:31I grew up a **** as screw up
0:33Tie my shoe up
0:34Wish they was newer
0:35Damn need somethin' newer
0:36In love with the baddest girl in the city
0:39I wish I knew her
0:40I wish I won't so shy
0:41I wish I was a bit more fly
0:43I wish that I could tell her
0:45How I really feel inside
0:46That I'm the perfect ***** for her
0:48But then maybe that's a lie
0:49She like a certain type of nigga
0:51And it's clear I'm not that guy
0:53Ball player star player
0:54I'm just watchin' from the side
0:56On the bench
0:57'Cause my lack of
0:57Confidence won't let me fly
0:59I ain't grow up with my father
1:01I ain't thinkin' 'bout that now
1:02Fast forward four years or
1:04So from now I'll probably cry
1:06When I realize what I missed
1:07But as of now my eyes are dry
1:09'Cause I'm tryna stay alive
1:10In the city where too many niggas die
1:13Dreamin' quiet tryna dodge a suit and tie
1:16Who am I
1:19Aye who am I
1:21Yeah
1:23Things change rearrange and so do I
1:26It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie
1:29I get high 'cause the lows can be so cold
1:32I might bend a little bit but I don't fold
1:36One time for my mind and two for yours
1:39I got food for your
1:40Thoughts to sooth your soul
1:42If you see my tears fall just let me be
1:45Move along nothing to see
1:47I always did **** the hard way
1:49My niggas slangin' in the hallway
1:51Burnt CD's and trees like this was broadway
1:55Times square
1:56Kept the dimes there in the locker
1:58Some Reggie Miller
1:59With more brown hairs than Chewbacca
2:01Whispers that he got it for the low low
2:03Sell a dime for a dub
2:05Them white boys ain't know no better
2:07Besides
2:08What's twenty dollars to a nigga like that
2:11He tell his pops he need some lunch
2:12And he gon' get it right back
2:14I peep game
2:15Got home snatched my mama keychain
2:17Took her whip
2:18The appeal too ill to refrain
2:20I hit the boulevard pull up
2:22To my nigga front door
2:23His mama at home
2:25She still let 'em hit the blunt though
2:27I told her hello
2:28And sat with my nigga and laughed
2:30And talked about
2:31How we gon' smash all the ******* in class
2:33I complimented
2:34How I see him out here getting his cash
2:36And just asked
2:38What a nigga gotta do to get that
2:39Put me on
2:40He just laughed when he seen I was sure
2:4317 years breathing his demeanor said more
2:46He told me
2:47Nigga you know how you sound right now
2:49You wasn't my mans
2:50I would think that you a clown right now
2:53Listen you everything I wanna be
2:55That's why I **** with you
2:56So how you looking up to me
2:58When I look up to you
3:00You 'bout to go get a degree
3:02I'ma be stuck with two choices
3:03Either graduate to weight
3:05Or selling number two
3:06For what
3:07A hundred bucks or two a week
3:09Do you think that you would know
3:10What to do if you was me
3:12I got four brothers
3:14One mother that don't love us
3:16If they ain't want us
3:17Why the **** they never wore rubbers
3:19I felt ashamed to have ever complained
3:22About my lack of gear
3:23And thought about how far we done came
3:25From trailer park to a front yard
3:27With trees in the sky
3:28Thank you mama dry your eyes
3:30There ain't no reason to cry
3:31You made a genius and I
3:33Ain't gon' take it for granted
3:35I ain't gon' settle for lesser
3:36I ain't gon' take what they handed
3:38Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me
3:39And show you that I can fly
3:41And show ol' girl what she missing
3:43The illest nigga alive
3:44Aye who am I
3:45Things change rearrange and so do I
3:49It ain't always for the
3:50Better dawg I can't lie
3:52I get high 'cause the lows can be so cold
3:55I might bend a little bit but I don't fold
3:58One time for my mind and two for yours
4:01I got food for your thoughts
4:03To sooth your soul
4:05If you see my tears fall just let me be
4:08Move along nothing to see
4:10I never felt better
4:12Better
4:13Better
4:13Better
Yeah yeah I grew up a **** as screw up Tie my shoe up Wish they was newer Damn need somethin' newer In love with the baddest girl in the city I wish I knew her I wish I won't so shy I wish I was a bit more fly I wish that I could tell her How I really feel inside That I'm the perfect ***** for her But then maybe that's a lie She like a certain type of nigga And it's clear I'm not that guy Ball player star player I'm just watchin' from the side On the bench 'Cause my lack of Confidence won't let me fly I ain't grow up with my father I ain't thinkin' 'bout that now Fast forward four years or So from now I'll probably cry When I realize what I missed But as of now my eyes are dry 'Cause I'm tryna stay alive In the city where too many niggas die Dreamin' quiet tryna dodge a suit and tie Who am I Aye who am I Yeah Things change rearrange and so do I It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie I get high 'cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your Thoughts to sooth your soul If you see my tears fall just let me be Move along nothing to see I always did **** the hard way My niggas slangin' in the hallway Burnt CD's and trees like this was broadway Times square Kept the dimes there in the locker Some Reggie Miller With more brown hairs than Chewbacca Whispers that he got it for the low low Sell a dime for a dub Them white boys ain't know no better Besides What's twenty dollars to a nigga like that He tell his pops he need some lunch And he gon' get it right back I peep game Got home snatched my mama keychain Took her whip The appeal too ill to refrain I hit the boulevard pull up To my nigga front door His mama at home She still let 'em hit the blunt though I told her hello And sat with my nigga and laughed And talked about How we gon' smash all the ******* in class I complimented How I see him out here getting his cash And just asked What a nigga gotta do to get that Put me on He just laughed when he seen I was sure 17 years breathing his demeanor said more He told me Nigga you know how you sound right now You wasn't my mans I would think that you a clown right now Listen you everything I wanna be That's why I **** with you So how you looking up to me When I look up to you You 'bout to go get a degree I'ma be stuck with two choices Either graduate to weight Or selling number two For what A hundred bucks or two a week Do you think that you would know What to do if you was me I got four brothers One mother that don't love us If they ain't want us Why the **** they never wore rubbers I felt ashamed to have ever complained About my lack of gear And thought about how far we done came From trailer park to a front yard With trees in the sky Thank you mama dry your eyes There ain't no reason to cry You made a genius and I Ain't gon' take it for granted I ain't gon' settle for lesser I ain't gon' take what they handed Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me And show you that I can fly And show ol' girl what she missing The illest nigga alive Aye who am I Things change rearrange and so do I It ain't always for the Better dawg I can't lie I get high 'cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts To sooth your soul If you see my tears fall just let me be Move along nothing to see I never felt better Better Better Better
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