on the street

Everywhere (I’ll be)

All hail the mighty survivor of hell

Plopped down from heaven to sell

Holy water that I scooped from the well

Fought tooth and a nail,

Just to prevail mongst it’s ruthless

As I move through the field

Feelin worried

In a hurry like a 2 minute drill

To make a couple mil

Off a lucrative deal

Selling train of thought,

Name a artist who could derail

You’ll never see it like a nigga hula hoopin in jail

I got a friend smart as fuck, but he stupid as hell

He swear that God ain’t real

Since it ain’t no way to prove it his self

As if the universe ain’t enough

As if the volcanoes ain’t erupt

As if the birds don’t chirp

As if a trillion nerves don’t work in the human body

Who would I be?

Without the creator of this theater

Beside me to gently guide me?

Somedays I wonder if I need to pick a different hobby

I’m deep in with this rappin

It’s all a nigga know

I never didn’t nothin better, it’s hard to let it go

But like a father, watching his daughter, walk down the altar,

With tears in his eyes, you gotta let her grow

And so I shall, but first I been honing my style

Coldest around, with more quotables than what the quota allows

You see a top 10 list I see a Golden Corral, nigga

As the moon jumps over the cow

I contemplate if I should wait to hand over the crown

And stick around for a bit longer

I got a strange type of hunger

The more I eat the more it gets stronger,

The more it gets stronger

I said the more it gets stronger

j-hope

Cole World

Every time I walk

Every time I run

Every time I move

As always, for us

Every time I look

Every time I love

Every time I hope

As always, for us

(On the street, I’m still)

Every time I walk

Every time I run

Every time I move

As always, for us

Every time I look

Every time I love

Every time I hope

As always, for us

(On the street, I’m still)