a lot (Explicit)
21 Savage, J. Cole"a lot (Explicit)" is a song by 21 Savage, J. Cole, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:36 long and contains 192 lines and 1092 words.
Lyrics
0:00I love you
0:02Turn my headphone down a little bit yeah
0:05For so many reasons
0:06Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:10I do
0:11Yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:13Yeah yeah ah ah whoa whoa whoa yeah
0:20How much money you got
0:21Straight up
0:21How much money you got
0:22Straight up
0:23How much money you got
0:24Straight up
0:24How much money you got
0:25A lot
0:26How much money you got
0:27A lot
0:28How many problems you got
0:29A lot
0:29How many people done doubted you
0:30A lot
0:31Left you out to rot
0:32A lot
0:33How many pray that you flop
0:34A lot
0:34How many lawyers you got
0:35A lot
0:36How many times you got shot
0:37A lot
0:37How many n***as you shot
0:39A lot
0:39How many times did you ride
0:40A lot
0:41How many n***as done died
0:42A lot
0:42How many times did you cheat
0:44A lot
0:44How many times did you lie
0:45A lot
0:46How many times did she leave
0:47A lot
0:47How many times did she cry
0:48A lot
0:49How many chances she done gave you
0:51F**k around with these thots
0:52A lot
0:52Every day that I'm alive I'ma ride with the stick
0:55I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
0:59Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch
1:02But I'm 21 forev' ain't no way I'ma switch
1:06Break it down I break it down
1:09I break it down I break it down
1:12I break it down I break it down
1:15I break it down I break it down
1:19Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks
1:22My heart so cold I could put it in my cup
1:25Gang vs. the world me and my dawg it was us
1:28Then you went and wrote a statement and that really f**ked me up
1:32My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast
1:35My brother got life and it turned me to the streets
1:38I been through the storm and it turned me to a G
1:41But the other side was sunny I get paid to rap on beats
1:45How much money you got
1:46A lot
1:47How many problems you got
1:48A lot
1:48How many people done doubted you
1:49A lot
1:50Left you out to rot
1:51A lot
1:51How many pray that you flop
1:53A lot
1:53How many lawyers you got
1:54A lot
1:55How many times you got shot
1:56A lot
1:57How many n***as you shot
1:57A lot
1:58How many times did you ride
1:59A lot
2:00How many n***as done died
2:01A lot
2:01How many times did you cheat
2:02A lot
2:03How many times did you lie
2:04A lot
2:05How many times did she leave
2:06A lot
2:06How many times did she cry
2:07A lot
2:08How many chances she done gave you
2:10F**k around with these thots
2:11A lot
2:11J. Cole：
2:11Break it on down I break it on down
2:14I break it on down
2:15Yeah
2:16I break it on down
2:17I just came from the A
2:18I drove back home six hour drive six and a half
2:23I break it on down I break it on down
2:25Before I left I stopped by to see my n***a 21 in the studio
2:28I break it on down I break it on down
2:30He had two of his kids
2:31With him right in the studio that's when I knew
2:34You a stand up n***a I love seein' s**t like that
2:36I break it on down
2:36Question
2:38How many faking they streams
2:39A lot
2:39Getting they plays from machines
2:40A lot
2:41I can see behind the smoke and mirrors
2:42N***as ain't really big as they seem
2:44Hmm
2:44I never say anything
2:45Nah
2:46Everybody got they thing
2:47True
2:47Some n***as make millions other n***as make memes
2:50Hmm
2:51I'm on a money routine
2:52I don't want smoke I want cream
2:54I don't want no more comparisons
2:55This is a marathon and I'm aware
2:57I been playing it back from a lack of promotions
2:58I never was one for the bragging and boasting
3:00I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself
3:02But the people want everything else
3:03Okay no problem I'll show up on everyone album
3:05You know what the outcome will be
3:07I'm batting a thousand
3:07It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me
3:10F**k it 'cause my n***a 21 Savage just hit me
3:12And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got
3:14He call it "a lot" I open my book and I jot
3:17Pray for Tekashi they want him to rot
3:18I picture him inside a cell on a cot
3:20'Flectin' on how he made it to the top
3:22Wondering if it was worth it or not
3:23I pray for Markelle 'cause they f**ked up his shot
3:25Just want you to know that you got it my n***a
3:26Though I never met you I know that you special
3:28And that the Lord blessed you don't doubt it my n***a
3:30Dennis Smith Jr. stay solid my n***a
3:31I'm on a tangent not how I planned it
3:33I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship
3:35When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out I got a plan
3:37They say that success is the greatest revenge tell all your friends
3:40Cole on a mission cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it
3:42Before it all ends n***a
3:4321 Savage：
3:43How much money you got
3:44A lot
3:45How many problems you got
3:46A lot
3:46How many people done doubted you
3:48A lot
3:48Left you out to rot
3:49A lot
3:50How many pray that you flop
3:51A lot
3:51How many lawyers you got
3:52A lot
3:53How many times you got shot
3:54A lot
3:55How many n***as you shot
3:56A lot
3:56How many times did you ride
3:58A lot
3:58How many n***as done died
3:59A lot
4:00How many times did you cheat
4:01A lot
4:01How many times did you lie
4:02A lot
4:03How many times did she leave
4:04A lot
4:05How many times did she cry
4:06A lot
4:06How many chances she done gave you
4:08F**k around with these thots
4:09A lot
4:10Break it on down I break it on down
4:13I break it on down I break it on down
4:16I break it down I break it down
4:19I break it down I break it down
4:23I break it on down I break it on down
4:26I break it on down I break it on down
4:29I break it down I break it down
4:32I break it down I break it down
4:36I break
I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit yeah For so many reasons Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I do Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah ah ah whoa whoa whoa yeah How much money you got Straight up How much money you got Straight up How much money you got Straight up How much money you got A lot How much money you got A lot How many problems you got A lot How many people done doubted you A lot Left you out to rot A lot How many pray that you flop A lot How many lawyers you got A lot How many times you got shot A lot How many n***as you shot A lot How many times did you ride A lot How many n***as done died A lot How many times did you cheat A lot How many times did you lie A lot How many times did she leave A lot How many times did she cry A lot How many chances she done gave you F**k around with these thots A lot Every day that I'm alive I'ma ride with the stick I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I'm 21 forev' ain't no way I'ma switch Break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world me and my dawg it was us Then you went and wrote a statement and that really f**ked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got A lot How many problems you got A lot How many people done doubted you A lot Left you out to rot A lot How many pray that you flop A lot How many lawyers you got A lot How many times you got shot A lot How many n***as you shot A lot How many times did you ride A lot How many n***as done died A lot How many times did you cheat A lot How many times did you lie A lot How many times did she leave A lot How many times did she cry A lot How many chances she done gave you F**k around with these thots A lot J. Cole： Break it on down I break it on down I break it on down Yeah I break it on down I just came from the A I drove back home six hour drive six and a half I break it on down I break it on down Before I left I stopped by to see my n***a 21 in the studio I break it on down I break it on down He had two of his kids With him right in the studio that's when I knew You a stand up n***a I love seein' s**t like that I break it on down Question How many faking they streams A lot Getting they plays from machines A lot I can see behind the smoke and mirrors N***as ain't really big as they seem Hmm I never say anything Nah Everybody got they thing True Some n***as make millions other n***as make memes Hmm I'm on a money routine I don't want smoke I want cream I don't want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I'm aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I never was one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself But the people want everything else Okay no problem I'll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I'm batting a thousand It's got to the point that these rappers don't even like rappin' with me F**k it 'cause my n***a 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it "a lot" I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot 'Flectin' on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle 'cause they f**ked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it my n***a Though I never met you I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you don't doubt it my n***a Dennis Smith Jr. stay solid my n***a I'm on a tangent not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn't gone pan out I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge tell all your friends Cole on a mission cementin' the spot as the greatest who did it Before it all ends n***a 21 Savage： How much money you got A lot How many problems you got A lot How many people done doubted you A lot Left you out to rot A lot How many pray that you flop A lot How many lawyers you got A lot How many times you got shot A lot How many n***as you shot A lot How many times did you ride A lot How many n***as done died A lot How many times did you cheat A lot How many times did you lie A lot How many times did she leave A lot How many times did she cry A lot How many chances she done gave you F**k around with these thots A lot Break it on down I break it on down I break it on down I break it on down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it on down I break it on down I break it on down I break it on down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break it down I break
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