the.climb.back

t h e . c l i m b . b a c k (Explicit) - J. Cole

Lyrics by：J. Cole/Gary Bailey/Montey Bailey/Maximilian Axelrod

Composed by：J. Cole/Gary Bailey/Montey Bailey/Maximilian Axelrod

Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous

Which is more important

Getting or letting go

You can do anything

Anything you can do

You can do anything

You can do anything

Anything you can do

You can do anything

Everything come back around full circle

Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful

Everybody gotta cry once in a while

But how long will it take 'fore you smile

This is that come-back-to-life s**t

My n***as pick me up

And we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift

And paint the town red for my n***a found dead too soon

B***h I'm back out

Yeah

To the left of that decimal

I need seven figures to play the joint

Turn up your decibels peep how I decimate a joint

Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints

And you'll see how I flipped like exclamation points

My n***as shoot first as if they never played the point more two guards

Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls

More death than World War II caused

Around these parts we pour the brown just to drown these thoughts

Of black corpses in county morgues

Lord those images hauntin'

I ain't been asleep yet it's ten in the mornin'

I'm sendin' a warnin'

A problem with me is like the BET Hip-Hop Awards

I'm startin' to see you n***as don't want it

I'm sick of this flauntin'

From n***as I know for sure ain't got mo' dough than Cole

Trash rappers a*s backwards tryna go toe-to-toe

We laugh at ya

Staff strapped up on top the totem pole to blast at ya

Bassmasters look how they tote a pole

Gotta know the ropes and the protocol

Or they gon' for sure blow your clothes half off like a promo code

Made a lil' tune called "Foldin Clothes "

And a n***a still ain't known to fold under pressure

Well you know what Cole do

Make a diamond they just rhymin' me I'm quotin' gold

One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe in this PC culture

Address me as the G.O.A.T. like they call Chief Keef Sosa

In my sectional like a f**kin' three-piece sofa

I'm known as the chosen one

Another dead body lay frozen that's how it go sometimes

When n***as weighin' coke and not the pros and cons

Well I ain't with that sleepin' underground like a gopher

So I go for mines

Everything come back around full circle

N***a gotta go for mines

Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful