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A Tale of 2 Citiez Lyrics – J. Cole

    A Tale of 2 Citiez is a popular rap song by J. Cole from the 2014 album 2014 Forest Hills Drive. Check words to J. Cole A Tale of 2 Citiez Lyrics in English below.

    A Tale of 2 Citiez Lyrics – J. Cole 

    [Produced by 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?
    (What’s the value of a thing?) Guess not!
    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? (What’s the value of a thing?)
    Guess not!
    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

     

    Writer(s): Jermaine Cole, Matthew Samuels, Bryan Soko, Ronald LaTour

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