Lyrics Stickz N Stonez - J. Cole
Are
you
guys
ready
to
party
tonight?
Are
you
sure?
(Yeah)
I'm
fuckin'
with
you,
right?
Okay
Ladies
and
gentlemen
Ladies
and
gentlemen
Hunger
Hunger
Yeah
Uh,
they
gotta
hide
they
face
They
was
predictin'
a
nigga
to
fail,
turns
out
that
was
not
the
case
I'm
rockin'
a
mask
with
lots
of
cash,
I
look
like
I
robbed
a
bank
Can't
even
rob
the
bank
that
I
use,
my
money
is
not
with
Chase
Foreign
deposit
safes,
I'm
writin'
this
shit
on
a
private
plane
Sometimes
I
be
flyin'
commercial
still
These
niggas
get
rich
and
become
so
detached
They
music
start
havin'
that
surface
feel
Not
a
subliminal,
speakin'
in
general
Feelings
get
hurt
when
words
get
spilled
Sticks
and
stones
may
break
your
bones
But
sayin'
my
name
in
a
verse
will
kill
Word
to
the
wise,
nigga,
we
heard
all
them
lies
before
My
number
ones
come
from
albums,
theirs
is
burgers
and
fries
to
go
Go
against
me,
your
odds
is
low
I
don't
even
got
no
opps
for
real
Nigga,
just
give
me
my
props
for
real
I
done
did
everything,
I'm
'bout
to
chill
Count
the
mills
in
cribs
on
top
of
hills
Mad
chips,
cash
rich,
my
stash
thick,
I'm
Dr.
Phil
Stash
thick,
I'm
Steve
Harvey
Bad
bitch,
two
friends,
hat
trick,
caught
three
bodies
And
tell
'em
to
go
like
they
E-40,
uh
Nigga
don't
want
no
smoke
with
me,
I'm
one
of
them
ones
Tiptoein'
through
the
slums,
duckin'
a
hundred-round
drum
I
took
my
lumps
way
out
in
Cumberland,
niggas
ain't
hunt
where
I
hunt
Shit,
I'm
up,
stomach
still
rumblin',
niggas
ain't
done
what
I
done
Nigga
don't
want
no
smoke
with
me,
I'm
one
of
them
ones
Hop
on
a
song
with
whoever,
I
ain't
duckin'
no
one-on-ones
Ayy,
pull
up
the
track,
I'm
'bout
to
black
I'm
goin'
on
a
whole
'nother
run
Yeah
(Ladies
and
gentlemen)
Uh,
so
much
drama
on
the
street,
feel
like
the
beef
is
random
Murder
galore,
turn
into
Thor,
I
gotta
keep
a
hammer
Case
weather
get
inclement,
shots
rain
on
the
innocent
The
neighbors
still
don't
know
who
sent
them
shits
It's
like
a
secret
Santa
Me,
I'm
out
here
reachin'
for
a
higher
frequency,
I
plan
to
Rest
my
feet
in
presidential
suites
or
sleep
in
beach
cabanas
Skeetin'
on
thousand-count
sheets,
I'm
hittin'
freaks
in
tandems
Bust
'em
down,
then
throw
'em
in
the
cab
like
they
from
East
Atlanta
(tonight)
How
it
feel
to
see
the
flyest
bitch
and
know
that
he
can
land
'em?
(Are
you
sure?)
Every
word
I
speak
on
beats
it's
guaranteed
to
feed
the
fandom
(I'm
fuckin'
with
you,
right?
Okay)
Weaklings
wanna
walk
inside
my
sneakers,
watchin'
from
the
bleachers
Only
time
they'll
see
the
roles
reversed
is
if
they
lease
a
Phantom
Bad
investment,
but
what
else
you
had
expected?
Moms
was
broke
my
whole
adolescence,
never
had
a
lesson
'Cept
for
pawn
shop
hustles
to
times
collections,
had
her
stressin'
Bitches
couldn't
tell
if
I
was
poor
or
just
bad
at
dressin'
It
was
a
bit
of
both,
when
I
took
it
up
top,
I
took
an
oath,
huh
I
was
gon'
hit
a
lick,
break
bread
with
my
dogs,
and
split
a
loaf,
huh
And
take
over
the
game,
make
sure
that
my
name's
considered
G.O.A.T
Now
I'm
back
home
as
the
best
in
the
world
The
Fall
Off,
come
and
hear
the
growth,
on
God,
nigga
Nigga
don't
want
no
smoke
with
me,
I'm
one
of
them
ones
Tiptoein'
through
the
slums,
duckin'
a
hundred
round-drum
I
took
my
lumps
way
out
in
Cumberland,
niggas
ain't
hunt
where
I
hunt
Shit,
I'm
up,
stomach
still
rumblin',
niggas
ain't
done
what
I
done
Nigga
don't
want
no
smoke
with
me,
I'm
one
of
them
ones
Hop
on
a
song
with
whoever,
I
ain't
duckin'
no
one-on-ones
Ayy,
pull
up
the
track
I'm
'bout
to
black,
I'm
goin'
on
a
whole
'nother
run
Ladies
and
gentlemen
Ladies
and-
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