The whole industry been in shambles

Everybody fugazi, I′m just changing the channel

Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I′m animal for analysts

Career damaging verses, meditating with candles lit

I like my raps extra prolific

Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches

And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in training

While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous

And now we look at the competition as quick submission

They tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss ′em

What this about, is it money or skill?

Maybe it′s both and I got large amounts of it, it's real

You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable

I can see y′all incapable

To be the God emcees, you know me well

Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the sinister

Run for cover, my lineage prove itself

I'm rollin′ deep in that paper like two Adeles

Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips

We had to shake the game up and you're flying through turbulence

Everything is high stakes nowadays, that′s how it played nowadays

It's like an 8-ball to the face nowadays

I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays

It′s seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I′m talking

Higher power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer

Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock

And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion

Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!

This is what they want, I'm the one

This is vintage from 1980 - somethin′

I'm the son of the pioneer that got you niggas on

Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump

I′m yelling Mr. Kanye West for president

He probably let me get some head inside the residence

I'm in the White House going all out

Bumping College Dropout, God-bless Americans

Nothing more influential than rap music

I merge jazz fusion with the trap music

I mix black soul with some rock and roll

They never box me in, I′m David Blaine-ing all you hoes

Oh yea, let's go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare

My jewelry now is wilder than the new year

A locomotive couldn′t track me down in my cobra

Runnin′ this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish

A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?

D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California

It gets annoying, niggas wanna deploy him

And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shitting for him

Probably thinking it's for him, only one me

Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my foreign

Mr. Valedictorian studied the game before them

Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, support them

To the grave I deport them, corporations extort them

I′m snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'

My radius rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman

Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning

You′re racing against the tortoise, pace myself it's important

Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous

So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my garments

Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)

I tell a bitch don′t sweat me (Don't sweat me)

I kill this whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)

Ib should′ve never sent the instrumental

Every time I start writing I get sentimental

This shit is just not fair

But why the fuck should I care?

The story of your life here

Two young stars was born and y′all gon' die here

Oh Lord, gotta be the yams

Billboard list need 2Pac, damn

But number 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah

Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a trance

Every day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me

Is not validation, nigga this TDE

And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better ratings

And casualties all around me, don′t make me do demonstrations

Whoa

Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces

Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments

I'm sorry y′all not relating, this party is reservated

I kill this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it

My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it

I gotta lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with

The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin′ greatest

Whoa

Burnin' my leather-

(Nah I'm just fuckin′ wit cha)

Yeah

Ten toes to the ground

Yeah

Let′s get the proceedings proceeding this evening

No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning

I got a better way to fight these demons

Fuck do you know ′bout my pain? blaow

Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening

No Promethazine I′m a king, no leaning

I got a better way to fight them demons

Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

If I quote it nigga, I wrote it nigga

Six head shots, I′ll erode a nigga

Pop another clip and I'm reloaded nigga

Ain't no way around it, I′m the coldest nigga

Do a nigga dirty life′s a coal, my nigga

Get you cleaned up then I fold you nigga

Shout out to the haters who promote a nigga

Flow hot, whip cold, I'm bipolar nigga

But I don′t like to talk about a Rover nigga

Keep this shit a hundred, I just sold it nigga

Tired of police looking at me like I stole it nigga

Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla nigga

Don't need a rollie on to know I′m getting older nigga

Dreamville going way up like a floater nigga

Couple hands out like I owe them niggas

Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my nigga?

No snakes in the grass cause I mowed it nigga

Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

(Right there let me get that there

Talk about it)

Fuck do you know ′bout my dreams?

(Talk about it)

Nada

(If you really believe it, gotta talk about it

You heard about what happens when you talk about it

Niggas lookin' at you funny when they start to doubt it

Fucking up your energy when you start to doubt it too)

Rollercoaster ride

(Start to doubt it too)

How much do it cost?

(Start to doubt it)

If I take a ride, fuck around get lost

(Shoutout my nigga Ib)

Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost?

(El Presidente and shit)

(He want me to talk my shit for y'all)

If I take a ride, fuck around get lost

Cole world you should stay off this dick

I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks

Took a couple minutes and I sold out Staples

A nigga getting cream like an old ass Laker

But I ain′t coming to talk about all that paper

That′s what they talk about when they ain't got shit to say

Can′t understand why niggas never got shit to do

You know the saying, same shit nigga, different day

I never felt that, no way

Cause on the same day a nigga doing different shit

Spit different flows hit different chicks

Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips

Why I do a lot of shows? I'm the shit, that′s it

Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists

Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris

So if I fuck six bitches I got six assists nigga

The flow sick as shit, catch ebola if you bit this shit

I never take, I invent the shit then flip the shit

Then lick the shit, and bit the shit back twice, I'm that nice, woo

What′s the plan?

Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam

Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam

I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan

But instead they make a young nigga fund the man

Same man that keep a young nigga under, damn

I just cocked back nigga and my gun don't jam

On a scale from one to ten I'm a hundred grand

It′s Cole fuckin′ world nigga

Dreamville in this motherfucker, Top Dawg in this motherfucker

"When you and K. Dot shit drop?"

Bitch never, they can't handle two Black niggas this clever

But this February, bet shit get scary when I fuck around and drop...