COLLARD GREENS

[Intro: Daylyt] Se Deus quiser (Yeah), amanhã (P, I see you) Verei o meu amor Oh, this shit feel like- Se Deus quiser, amanhã (You know that feelin' when-?) Verei o meu amor (Yeah) [Verse 1: Daylyt] Just pray for me on the third It's a body chopped in thirds, I heard A lot of sheep in the circle And you the goat, the Judas comin' to purge It hurt him everytime you splurge All this time spent, the mind sent, the haters envy It make me happy knowin' they can never touch me I tacklе every goal he madе, they think we playin' rugby The rug be in the Ghost look like a floor at the haunted house Six hunnid thousand on two hunnid acres, I know it hurt 'em bad Paparazzi peek, we close the curtains I know it hurt 'em, mad Yeah, this like a verse that the pastor gave from the pulpit They matador me but I ain't here for the bullshit Never stress who they gon' bless today I knew I'd get a mil', I came from Section 8, ain't stressed a plate, yeah The rest is greatness, it's history in the makin' His story he makin' Take it into fact that we was taken Placed inside the trap, tapped with laxatives and we think that we runnin' shit? Relax and relapse, dope lift up a hunnid clips Some blocks turn haunted, growth stunted Like Barnum and Bailey, hard for the babies Clownin' and drownin' they surroundings if an opp out Backseat of the police car but never cop out The pole too long to stop doubtin', for better days The sun bright out, children, let it raise If you hear this, keep your head up, praise, go [Interlude: J. Cole] Go Go Yeah Uh [Verse 2: J. Cole] The reign is obsolete, Jermaine is out to be Celebrated, paraded out in the streets for days, if not for weeks For bringing us out the bleakest, burning pit My words is slick, when it's my turn to kick I apply pressure like I'm trained to stop a leak How vain is my belief? To say that I could be the greatest y'all done seen With my cadence proper, from days I laid across the street From these Caucasian neighbors, new kids I stayed around I'd green and not as mean as my homies that played on project swings What fate has not foreseen My brain stained, engrained with the stories of slain bodies from heinous robberies And rated R regimes, exchanging raw for cream Tricked 'em and went left, they pull up shootin' like Tatum off a screen The bills is due, as kids we knew the way the calls would ring Since mom ain't paid 'em off, we trained to watch the names across the screen And let collections pass just like we failed to make an offering Gotta channel thoughts 'cause damn, the cable off, it seems Deep down, I hated Halloween, with all that I have seen Who needs another way to cause a scream? Dangerous as the king of pop, how well they spin your block No moves, minimal, smooth criminals The whole gang doin' insane amount of lean This ain't prescribed 'cause there's no doc' for pain they harboring Some pray to God, but it's odd, 'cause Satan's catered all their dreams Spiritually malnourished, dehydrated, now they feign For truth in these flows, food for they souls, to make it all serene, uh Well, here's a plate of collard greens (Uh), yeah [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] It's a cold world, I s-still see the light of day, though, ayy, man, yo Food for the soul, I told 'em I gotta eat Was watchin' cats get cash on TV, broke Dawg, that's when I knew I had to Tell a vision and drop it like uncle Pete to feed the family God body, that's how they describe me I love quill, ironically don't need one when I'm scribing I'm in the wind with it Bar after bar after bar after bar, it's Like I'm in the pin or an alcoholic Still grippin' my vices tight, fuck denial I'm well aware of my habits like a nun's attire I ain't gon' text you this time Jermaine, I'm inspired You wanna try me and Cole? Press your luck, you'll probably die, man In other words, pipe down when the mic's around us We gettin' to this cheese, I think some blind mice done found us I had just had to believe like PaRappa the Rapper y'all Stations still don't play me, they still sing along when I bark Like (Roof, roof), yeah, I took it to the top, shit I'm a Blue's Clue on a parachute, bitch, figure it out Or not, I don't fault ya I ain't the G.O.A.T., I'm the boat And the moat surroundin' the three headed monster And Dot my partner, but, he could get it too Haha, he'll probably admit it too [Outro] Se Deus quiser, amanhã Verei o meu amor Se Deus quiser, amanhã Verei o meu amor