paroles de chanson Neighbors - J. Cole
I
guess
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
Yeah
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
Sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
I
don't
want
no
picture
with
the
president
I
just
wanna
talk
to
the
man
Speak
for
the
boys
in
the
bando
And
my
nigga
never
walkin'
again
Apologized
if
I'm
harpin'
again
I
know
these
things
happen
often
But
I'm
back
on
the
scene
I
was
lost
in
a
dream
as
I
write
this
A
teen
down
in
Austin
I
been
buildin'
me
a
house
back
home
in
the
south
Ma
Won't
believe
what
it's
costin'
And
it's
fit
for
a
king,
right?
Or
a
nigga
that
could
sing
And
explain
all
the
pain
that
it
cost
him
My
sixteen
should've
came
with
a
coffin
Fuck
the
fame
and
the
fortune—well,
maybe
not
the
fortune
But
one
thing
is
for
sure
though,
the
fame
is
exhaustin'
That's
why
I
moved
away,
I
needed
privacy
Surrounded
by
the
trees
and
Ivy
League
Students
that's
recruited
highly
Thinkin'
you
do
you
and
I
do
me
Crib
has
got
a
big
'ol
backyard
My
niggas
stand
outside
and
pass
cigars
Filled
with
marijuana,
laughin'
hard
Thankful
that
they
friend's
a
platinum
star
In
the
driveway
there's
no
rapper
cars
Just
some
shit
to
get
from
back
and
forth
Just
some
shit
to
get
from
back
and
forth
Welcome
to
the
shelter,
this
is
pure
We'll
help
you
if
you've
felt
too
insecure
To
be
the
star
you
always
knew
you
were
Wait,
I
think
police
is
at
the
door
Okay,
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope
Hmnn...I
guess
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
The
neighbors
think
I'm...neighbors
think
I'm...
(Don't
follow
me,
don't
follow
me...)
I
think
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope
(Don't
follow
me,
don't
follow
me...)
I
guess
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
Sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
Well
motherfucker
I
am
Some
things
you
can't
escape
Death,
taxes,
NRA
It's
this
society
that
make
Every
nigga
feel
like
a
candidate
For
a
Trayvon
kinda
fate
Even
when
your
crib
sit
on
a
lake
Even
when
your
plaques
hang
on
a
wall
Even
when
the
president
jam
your
tape
Took
a
little
break
just
to
annotate
How
I
feel,
damn
it's
late
I
can't
sleep
'cause
I'm
paranoid
Black
in
a
white
man
territory
Cops
bust
in
with
the
army
guns
No
evidence
of
the
harm
we
done
Just
a
couple
neighbors
that
assume
we
slang
Only
time
they
see
us
we
be
on
the
news
in
chains,
damn
Don't
follow
me,
don't
follow
me
Don't
follow
me,
don't
follow
me
Okay,
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope
Hmmm...I
guess
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
The
neighbors
think
I'm...neighbors
think
I'm...
(Don't
follow
me,
don't
follow
me...)
I
think
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope
(Don't
follow
me,
don't
follow
me...)
I
guess
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
Sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope,
sellin'
dope
Well
motherfucker
I
am
I
am,
I
am,
I
am,
I
am
Well
motherfucker
I
am
I
think
the
neighbors
think
I'm
sellin'
dope
I
am,
I
am,
I
am
Well
motherfucker
I
am
So
much
for
integration
Don't
know
what
I
was
thinkin'
I'm
movin'
back
to
Southside
So
much
for
integration
Don't
know
what
I
was
thinkin'
I'm
movin'
back
to
Southside
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