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J. COLE - A Tale of 2 Citiez Lyrics

(Verse)
Since a young'n, I would dream of gettin' rich
Look at me, my nigga
Fantesize about a white picket fence
And some trees, my nigga
Used to want a pair finer with some tints
That's all I need, my nigga
Throw some 20s on that bitch and get it rinsed
But now I see, my nigga
That the world's a lot bigger ever since
Pick up the paper and they say
My nigga Eddy caught a body, I'm convinced
Anybody is a killa, all ya gotta do is push 'im to the limbs
Fuck bein' timid
In this Civic, politickin' with the pussies and the pimps
I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse?

(Pre-Hook)
Last night I had a bad dream: that I was trapped in the city
Then I asked, is that really such a bad thing?
They robbin' niggas on the daily
Keep blame on nigga that ain't neva have a'thing
Guess not, last night they pull up at my nigga at the light like
Look, nice watch (**gun clocking**) run it!

(Hook x4)
Hands in the air now
Hands in the air
Run it!

(Verse 2)
Small town, nigga, Hollywood Dreams
I know that everything that glitters ain't gold
I know the shit ain't always as good as it seems
But tell me, till you get it, how could you know?
How could you know? (How could you know? How could you know? )
How could you know? (How could you know? How could you know? )
Listen up, I'm bout to go and get rich
Wooh, fuck with me, my nigga
We gon' circle round the villa, hit a lick
Cop some tree, my nigga
Get some powder, bag it up and make a flip
You gon' see, my nigga
One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick
And bust a key, my nigga
Listen up, I'm bout to go and get rich
Stand back and watch it, you want to, nigga
Me, I want my pockets fatter, buy a bitch(?)
I done see a nigga flaunt, I wanna flaunt too, nigga
Have some rollers in a fuckin' Crown Vic'
Try lock a nigga up, this what they won't do, nigga
Wanna know a funny thing about this shit?
Even if you let em kill yo dream, it will haunt you, nigga
Haunt you...

(Pre-Hook)
Last night I had a bad dream: that I was trapped in the city
Then I asked, is that really such a bad thing?
I look around and say do ya wanna be ANOTHA nigga that ain't neva had things?
Guess not... last night they pull up at my nigga at the light like
Look, nice watch (**gun clocking**) run it!

(Hook x4)
Hands in the air now
Hands in the air
Run it!

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