Released: January 28, 2016
Songwriter: J. Cole Vinylz
Producer: Vinylz
[Verse 1]
Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my nigga
Used to want a Pathfinder with some tints That's all I need my nigga Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it rinsed But now I see my nigga That the world's
A lot bigger ever since
Picked up the paper And they say my nigga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limits
Fuck being timid in the Civic Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse? Yeah, can I get a glimpse?
[Hook 1]
Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?
They robbin' niggas on the daily Can you blame a nigga that ain't never had things? Guess not! (What's the value of a thing?) Last night they pulled up
On my nigga at the light like— Ugh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands
In the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air
[Bridge]
Small town nigga Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know the shit ain't always good as it seems But tell me till you get
It how could you know? How could you know? How could you know?
[Verse 2]
Listen up I'm about to go and get rich Fuck with me my nigga We gon' circle round the Ville and hit a lick
Cop some tree my nigga And some powder, bag it up and make it flip You gon' see my nigga One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick And that's the key my
Nigga Listen up I'm 'bout to go and get rich Stand back and watch if you want to nigga Me I want my pockets fat, a badder bitch Tired of seein' niggas
Flaunt, I wanna flaunt too nigga
Watch some rollers in a fuckin' Crown Vic Tryna lock a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga
Wanna know a funny thing about this shit? Even if you let em' kill your dream It'll haunt you nigga, haunt you
[Hook 2] Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? I look around like— Do you wanna be
Another nigga, that ain't never had things? Guess not! (What's the value of a thing?) Last night we pulled up on a nigga at the light like (You know what
The fuck it is nigga, run that shit!) Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run
It Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air
[Outro]
Father forgive me for my childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me miles away Your wish is my command, my command
My command But before you go I've got to warn you now Whatever goes up surely must come down And you'll get your piece, but know peace won't be found So
Why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command
Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my nigga
Used to want a Pathfinder with some tints That's all I need my nigga Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it rinsed But now I see my nigga That the world's
A lot bigger ever since
Picked up the paper And they say my nigga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limits
Fuck being timid in the Civic Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse? Yeah, can I get a glimpse?
[Hook 1]
Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?
They robbin' niggas on the daily Can you blame a nigga that ain't never had things? Guess not! (What's the value of a thing?) Last night they pulled up
On my nigga at the light like— Ugh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands
In the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air
[Bridge]
Small town nigga Hollywood dreams I know that everything that glitters ain't gold I know the shit ain't always good as it seems But tell me till you get
It how could you know? How could you know? How could you know?
[Verse 2]
Listen up I'm about to go and get rich Fuck with me my nigga We gon' circle round the Ville and hit a lick
Cop some tree my nigga And some powder, bag it up and make it flip You gon' see my nigga One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick And that's the key my
Nigga Listen up I'm 'bout to go and get rich Stand back and watch if you want to nigga Me I want my pockets fat, a badder bitch Tired of seein' niggas
Flaunt, I wanna flaunt too nigga
Watch some rollers in a fuckin' Crown Vic Tryna lock a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga
Wanna know a funny thing about this shit? Even if you let em' kill your dream It'll haunt you nigga, haunt you
[Hook 2] Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? I look around like— Do you wanna be
Another nigga, that ain't never had things? Guess not! (What's the value of a thing?) Last night we pulled up on a nigga at the light like (You know what
The fuck it is nigga, run that shit!) Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run
It Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air
[Outro]
Father forgive me for my childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me miles away Your wish is my command, my command
My command But before you go I've got to warn you now Whatever goes up surely must come down And you'll get your piece, but know peace won't be found So
Why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command
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