[Intro: J. Cole]
Ey yo
Ey yo

Ey yo uh

[Intro x 3]


Yeah


[Verse 1]
I hate rich ^!$$%s goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit

Who you had to kill
Who you had to rob
Who you had to $#&@ just to make it to the top dammit.

Or maybe that's daddy money
Escalator no ladder money
Escalating new caddy money

Worst fear going broke cause I'm bad with money.
Crookest smile ^!$$% momma never had the money damn
I ain't trippin'

A ^!$$% Jordan I ain't Pippen yeah
Up the steps I ain't slippin'
Tears blood sweat I ain't crippled

A song you can sing along with when you down so I let you know you ain't alone %#@!
When you momma ain't at home cause she got a second job delivering pizzas you think she out there getting robbed
Please God watch her I know how ^!$$%s do

Half cracker but a ^!$$% too.
Talking all that %#@! 'bout your step-pops how he was a dog now look at you.
I ain't bad as that ^!$$% plus dawg I'm a grown man now. I ain't mad at that ^!$$%.

But if a plane crash and only it killed his lame $$# I'd be glad as that ^!$$%.
Did caine dirty now it's back to broke
Refund check she used that to float.

Momma gets depressed falls in love with the next maniac
On crack use that to cope.
Make a ^!$$% smoke a whole sack of dope

Writing rhymes tryna bring back the hope
Try to ride the storm out and crash the boat could of drowned but I grabbed the rope.


^!$$% who you x 3
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew


X2

Said,


[Hook: J. Cole x 2]
You got what I want

I got what you need
How much for your soul and uh
How much for your soul and uh


X2


[Verse 2]
I hate rich ^!$$%s goddammit
Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit

^!$$%s can't front on the flows you got
But every $#&@ing verse how much dough you got
Homie, don't quit now hear my %#@! and tried to switch now.

Know you felt the %#@! just now
Know you felt the %#@! just now
Ain't it more to you?

Don't it ever get boring to you?
I realize deep down you a coward getting high off of power
$#&@ it more to you

So I threw you and it made me ashamed that I played the game
Not for more money like Damon Wayons
Wanted the respect but it came with fame

I just wanted love but it just ain't the same
I took a train down memory lane and watching little Jermaine do his thang before he made a name
It's like [?] Basquiat

He gave it all he got now the ^!$$% don't paint the same.
I guess he can't complain
All the money that be raining in

Spend a hundred thou for the chain again
Thinking old school ^!$$%s like Dana Dane
Probably kill for another claim to fame
My brain the same
Yeah ^!$$% at least he ain't insane x2

You ain't crazy mother$#&@er you just afraid of change.
That's new
Maybe that's true
But listen here I got a bigger fear
Of one day that I become you.

And I become lost and I become heartless
And numb from all the Ménages
Just one (*##$ don't feel the same no more
And Henny don't really kill the pain no more
Now I'm Cobain with a shotgun aimed at my brain cause I can't maintain no more.

Tad bit extreme I know.
Money can't save your soul.
But there go you

There go you

There go you
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew
And ^!$$% who you x 3
Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew

[Hook]


How much for your soul and uh