Текст песни 2Face - J. Cole

Hey, I got a dolla and a dream
But it's all a nigga got, so it's about that green
And I'm all up in that spot
Hey

Yeah, the mental state of a young black genius conflicted
The fast life I done seen on the screen is addictive
Money and clothes I done dreamed about
And all the hoes that I thinked about
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I never had?
Waving gats instead of flags, the American Dream
Why do we cling to the villains?
Knowing they killin'
My niggas high enough to swing from the ceiling
Ink from the pen spilling on my notebook
Filled with dreams, this is my hope book
Still the screams from little girls shot and killed fill my head
On the daily
At times I question God can you blame me? They can't tame me!
My voice screech through the street. I'm a beast on em!
Oh no he will not fold, you will not see a crease on him!
He will not slip or lose his grip, they got them cleats on him!
But never will he run unless you call police on him

One time, two times, three times
Sometimes I scrap sometimes I'm throwin' up the peace sign
Its two sides to a nigga though
I said it's two sides to a nigga yo
Ay look, sometimes I'm feeling high
Then I'm feeling low
Lord, will I die? Will I survive? Let a nigga know
You say you know me, but what side did you get to know?
Its two sides to a nigga yo yo yo

Yeah, some pussy niggas pulled out on me and my mans
Wasn't for the pistol, we drop 'em right where he stands
But still, we never ran; foolish pride made us stand right there
Not understanding we could lose our life there
And then they hit us, thinking bout the close calls from long-distance
Ugh, as lil niggas in the Ville, we was trippin
Type of nosy ass niggas to watching the fight until it's over
They ran when the gats came out; I moved closer
Foolish, what was I thinking? Wasn't trying to be cool, it's
Just the thrill of the danger, get so filled up with anger
When a stranger get to violating
He sleeping on me wide awake, bitch I'll annihilate him
I'm tired of waitin' on my ticket out this mothafucka
Hope they don't kill me before I get up out this mothafucka
I gotta go
Now can I be that nigga I thought I was? I gotta know
Will I make it like I thought I would? I gotta blow

One time, two times, three times
Sometimes I scrap sometimes I'm throwin' up the peace sign
Its two sides to a nigga though
I said it's two sides to a nigga yo
Ay look, sometimes I'm feeling high
Then I'm feeling low
Lord, will I die? Will I survive? Let a nigga know
You say you know me, but what side did you get to know?
Its two sides to a nigga yo yo yo

Yeah, I seen heaven, seen hell
The two faces of the Ville
One side dreams, the other side's real
One side schemes, the other side deals
What the pain brings, another mother cry still
Why the fuck am I here, God?
That nigga died, why the fuck am I still alive?
I feel ashamed cause the good Lord done brought all this success to me
And all I seem to focus on is all this stress on me
Bless homie, we breathin'
Cold World got me sneezing
Wrote this when I was broke, so hey, I guess we even
Though it blows fighting demons trying to stop from bustin' semen
In an unfamiliar bitch I know my niggas feel this shit
How could I fuck her raw? And I just met the ho
My dick took over; it ain't never felt this wet before
I'm stressing in my mind, but it's way too late to stop it
Mate, this shit so bad; I had a condom in my pocket
Let's change the topic
Before I go berserk
I'm so alert, riding down 95
Nah, I ain't finna to go to work
I'm headed back home ain't staying that long
I'm chasing dreams, shawty I'm paying back loans
I'm paying dues that a nigga paying tax on
Im tryna blow like a nigga playing saxophone
I'm playing daddy to another niggas daughter
Don't worry even Jesus never saw his real father
It don't bother me at all though
Yeah, say it don't bother me at all
They got me thinking bout my mom, though
Man I can't wait to sing this song I be like, I be like

Hey don't cry hey, oh no
We ain't gotta worry bout the money no more
We ain't gotta worry how them bill get paid
We ain't gotta worry how the meals get fed
Don't cry, hey, oh no
We ain't gotta worry bout the money no more
We ain't gotta worry how them bill get paid
We ain't gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey Hey Hey Hey