دانلود آهنگ J. Cole - Amari
Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, da-da Off-Season Let's work, hey
Plottin' my escape, this game ridin'-ridin' faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' 80 on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country n- never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Gardens sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville n- never seen nothin' 'Cept a triple-triple bean jumpin' Good-good leave a fiend crumpin' Made it out, it gotta mean somethin'
Either you gon' hustle hard A n- Uncle Sam got your a- re-enlisting Two-six, murder scene pumpin' Better leave it tucked, 'cause y'ain't dumpin' Pow, pow, n-, he slumpy 12 comin', we ain't seen nothin' Time change, n- ain't rumblin' no more Nah, what for? Hungry for more If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumblin'
Bow-tie and I'm still munchin' Big bag, never fear fumblin' Want smoke? N- don't choke I'm a whole nico-nicotine company Dreamville the only, not a Navy How could you ever try to play me? Kill 'em on a song walk up out the booth Do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the h- Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My n- like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed
Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, n- know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet, not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne
Plottin' my escape, this game ridin'-ridin' faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' 80 on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country n- never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Gardens sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville n- never seen nothin' 'Cept a triple-triple bean jumpin' Good-good leave a fiend crumpin' Made it out, it gotta mean somethin'
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin' Made it out, it gotta mean somethin'
Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
