Songtext Shook ones freestyle J. Cole

Shook ones freestyle

[Freestyle over Mobb Deep's: "Shook Ones Pt. 2" beat]

[Intro:]
YEAH!
Yeah, look how I came up!
YEAH!
'Ey, look how I came up, nigga!
'Ey look!

[Verse:]
Momma I came up! - Cold as hell in New York, but I flame up
Straight up out that dirty type of shit you cannot clean up.
A dollar and a dream the only things I had to bring up,
Now any nigga out there gunnin' for me, gotta aim up!
Say what? - NIggas ask me what the 'Ville be like
Just tell 'em that it's real. - Hoping that they me feel me, right?
I'm so bright! - I close my eyes and I can still see light
I'm so live, you motherfuckers gotta kill me twice;
Man I promise! - I'm murdering classics, paying my homage
The 15th of the month and I'm just now paying Mohammed.
Said: The rent's due on the first! "
But he don't know the shit I been through, and it hurts.
Can't wait to blow! - Yeah, I think about heaven sometimes, can't wait to go
If it's real; will I even get in? - I ain't fo' sho'.
Cause I've been sinning,
Gettin' bent it's been a minute since I been
Up in a church,
Only time is when my friend up in a hearse!
Lord, I'm praying for me my momma, I just went up in her purse!
Not to steal! - All I saw was some bills and not a dollar
In sight! - In time she'll live the more desirable life, I'm chasing money!
And dreams only God got the means to take 'em from me!
I scheme while I'm ridin' through Queens,
I ain't no dummy! - A Fayettenom repper 'til the day that I'm gone.
Nigga get your weight up all the way up if you hatin' on me,
Cause boy I might pray but ain't no preying on me!
I'm hot like Satan, just laying on me!
So when you get to hell you can say you know me!
I said I might pray but ain't no preying on me!
So when you get to hell, you can say you know me!

[Outro:]
Yeah, what?
YEAH!
One shot y'all.
Yeah!
Hahah!
Ain't a damn thing, man.
Hahahha!