J. Cole - Goin Off Lyrics

(Is this what you want?)

Fuck it, ay
Do or Die, new arrival
Holla at my niggas, you survive you's alive, yo
Now either you follow me and ride, or you's a rival
The difference between you and I is you a model, you posing
But who am I though? The mulatto out for that lotto
Money coming soon, the newest model, your crew is hollow
The type of niggas gobble dick, chew and swallow
Your girl told me shoot in her face, she suicidal
Oh, shucks, you niggas is closed, you fold up
I'm from the Ville, niggas get killed over four bucks
Thank God we made it, my niggas, we grown up
Now we crazy over that bread, call us the dough-nuts, uh
More sluts once the money blows up
But them hoes stop if the dough drops
I won't stop though, a chip off the ol' block
I'm from a city where niggas hold Glocks
Leave you looking like old socks (damn)
Cops patrol blocks, spotting on us
Them boys is rotten, I know they want us
Probably arrest a nigga, get a bonus
You kill a nigga, get promoted
Shit is crazy, girls getting babies 'fore they get diplomas
So much I just go nuts, niggas telling me slow up, never that
I'm tryna get where that cheddar at, y'all don't hear me
Always somebody that don't want you getting cheese, yo
This whole bullshit is like Tom and Jerry
I'm kinda very raw, niggas can't deny facts
If you black they sending you to jail or Iraq
Honor is something you can't sell or buy back
Niggas don't like bragging, they 9-11 fly cats
Hijack niggas, "Get up out your whip nigga, strip"
"I want it all, ice on your wrists and the kicks "
This shit happens, I ain't just rapping, believe it, yo
They got streets in the city, police won't even go
Peep it though, uh
It ain't no secret, niggas beefing 'cause my ego so big
It got me speaking like I'm diesel, like I'm Deebo, ho
Niggas know my steelo, I ain't tweaking, I am lethal, yo
Have your daddy looking for you, this ain't Finding Nemo though
Let me slow it down, dumb it down, y'all borin'
The sun came up out that womb, yo, a star is born
If real recognize real, y'all are foreign
My team run a play on your bitch and we all scoring (yeah)

Shoutout to Mike Rooney, Mez
Can't forget Kanai, what up?
Shoutout to all my niggas MySpacin' it up
Check my nigga out, myspace.Com/therapistmusic
Hope y'all niggas can spell
Also check out myspace.Com/byanymeanssyndicate (tomorrow never comes)
(And I don't see you again)
Y'all can check me out, myspace.Com/djonpoint (and I just want you to know)
(That my love it has no end)
(If tomorrow never comes and I just fade away)
(Then remember this one thing that I love you today)