[Intro: J. Cole]
I gotta ask Jake One for the beat though
I don't know if he'll be cool with letting...

I don't know man it's really some album %#@!
Takin it up??


[Verse One: J. Cole]
Yeah winter schemes for my summer dreams
Winning seems to become routine

It's my thing
Underdog, never under yall
I touch down in your city like a hundred yard

Dash, never punt at all
Last thing I need is four downs
My baddest just graduated from Georgetown

Grad school, cause a ^!$$% like em grown up
Im seeing rappers in the gym trying to tone up
I've seen rappers on the road, no one showed up

I feel partially to blame let me own up
I'm sorry, brand new Ferrari
But really though im frontin

Dont really mind discussin
That Bugatti in that Beyonce video was just for stuntin
Scared to mash the gas

Cause if i $#&@ed around and crashed
That would have been my $$#
That whip is 'bout a million cash (million cash?)

And dog i just got rich
How you gonna take a million from me,dog? i just got this
Came a long way from that weak $$# advance

Was in the Honda on that LIE passing fast
Wasn't about the money then cause he had the chance
Built it from the ground up, no hit singles

Just a lot of $#&@ing gifts, ^!$$%, no Kris Kringle
Cole
I'm the reason that your old (*##$ single

Gave her dick made her whole %#@! tingle ya feel me?
Born Sinner doubt this diamond chain gon' heal me
Lord let me kill the game and pray the game don't kill me

Multi before I die (*##$ believe that
These rappers rich as $#&@ but don't know where their seeds at
It's a shame, ^!$$%s lame, this is fame for ya

I gotta be the only one that didn't change for ya
I saw ya sortin through trash and brought change for ya
Open up their lane, do I gotta say names for ya?

And I ain't even flexin
Plottin on that Warm Up 2, I'm just stretchin
Fourth quarter, so much due but $#&@ stressin

I just step into the ring and do my motha$#&@in thing (my mo'$#&@in thing)
Fourth quarter, so much due but $#&@ stressin
I just step into the ring and do my motha$#&@in thing (my mo'$#&@in thing)

Wale kill these ^!$$%s man

[Verse 2: Wale]

Ugh, ugh
Wooooo! Gifted!
Ya! Spring greening but I'm winter frigid

And with this summer album got me booking all them (*##$es
Until I'm par with (*##$es, my parking garage official
Boy I play with foreigns and I feel just like Kawhi Leonard

God-given talent, momma gave me passion
Got me, a Rihanna feature, y'all should see my demographic
Copy us, dap me up, rapping ^!$$%s done got me $#&@ed

Half these ^!$$%s is carbon copy, faking a ^!$$% would be redundant right?
I'm tryna shed a bunch a light
In a country where ^!$$%s follow models and hype

You know, trends and that %#@!
^!$$%s wearing leather down in a 110
Just a classic-ass ^!$$%

Rapping circles 'round these squares, out of shape, and I ain't tripping
Shoe game prolific, this Hublot a ticket This Ron
Simmons meets Richard Simmons, go Google their differences As I

Maneuver the industry, few is against me, I ride
With shooters but truthfully, tryna get loot out of Disney, I'm high
I'm tripping, I'm fried, forgive me, that's right, you with me

A cold world if I ain't slide by your chimney, we gifted
Tryna distribute what Allah has given me, listen
But some of the bars are synagogues to a godless opinion
And dig it, in layman's terms
Man these lames can't contain these words

New slaves we were, we were shut down, we were not proud for those things we stood
'Till we bust out, then bust down on that chain, we good
New black soul, new black soul, new black soul
Ain't toot my horn but I'm the new Satchmo
This Bishop Tutu with a 2Pac flow

You ^!$$%s think too slow, you Pikachu but I'm Picasso
Peep how I do it, gotta deep mind so I free my quotes
Peep my approach, I'm thinking more like Lee Iacocca
Come see my show, this %#@! look like that door knob broke
There's hoes and hoes, and I'm sure I'm bout to know like four

You P-Myers replace me, then that four-five show
And I'm just saying if I don't make it I'll still feed my folks
Still I keep %#@! real, I ain't never been a sucker though
Gold albums on my bronze game, $#&@ing stupid
And I'll $#&@ing do it, new legend %#@! got me juiced

Whoever got problems with Folarin come find me, pursue it
Remind you of a time there was knowledge in music
And I do it for the ^!$$%s that promise the future
New black soul, new black soul, new black soul
And any (*##$ that got me twisted only grew my fro
Ha, and it's like that, right? Right?

And it's like that, right?
Uh, uh, Gifted!