The Autograph

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[Verse 1]
[Asus4]Just turn[Bm] the beat down just[Em] a
[Asus4]little bit[Bm][C][G][Bm][C][Em]
[Asus4]Hey, yeah[Bm][C]

[Verse 2]
[C]They say anythin''s possible
You gotta dream like [Bm]you never
seen obstacles
Chasin' obscene [C]profits so we ain't
stoppin' for the red lights
Look in my [Bm]rearview,
all I see is niggas' headlights
Catch me if [C]you can ho,
they try and sack me and I scramble
[Bm]Look up in the sky you'll see
exactly where I am, Bo
[C]Hey, don't you see me, man?
Makin' my wishes come
[Bm]true with no genie man
I got [G]the keys to [C]my beamer
with no Beenie Man
I'm on these rich [Bm]niggas' ass,
no bikini, man
I bring the real to the [C]day
the Lord free me, man
Never imagined that the [Bm]kids
would want to be me, man
Ayy, could [G]it be I give [C]the hopeless
broke kids hope?
Caught me walkin' through the [Bm]mall,
lookin' like he seen a ghost
Simply had to [C]ap proach,
"What's up youngblood?"
Ayy, ain't it strange?
[Bm]A year ago today, my nigga,
I was countin' change
[C]Yeah, hoppin' trains up
in New York City
Know I [Bm]gotta thank God,
'cause if you weren't with me
Then I [C]surely woulda died,
you can throw the fork in me
This [Bm]my New Year's resolution,
dawg, no more pork in me
[C]Uh, I ain't no Muslim though
Caron Butler, I'm [Bm]a wizard if
ya doesn't know
It's Young Simba, yeah,
[C]I'm ballin' 'til the buzzer blow
You's tryna kick the shit I [Bm]kick,
man you gon' stub your toe
Boy that's just [G]how tough I go,
[C]see this is my light work
This shit y'all callin' clas[Bm]sic, I be like,
"That might work"
Want you to feel somethin' [C]new,
that's how a dyke work
They ask me 'bout pressure,
[Bm]they want to see my pipe burst

[Verse 3]
Not tonight [Bm]nigga
[C]Ayy, not tonight nigga
[Am]Yeah[Bm], hey[C]
[Bm]Man, man, hey

[Verse 4]
Man, [C]I rap so vicious but I talk so politely
[Bm]Never met a baby mama mama
who don't like me
[C]Met a couple baby fathers
though that wanna fight me
[Bm]I hit it 'til she snooze like the news nigga,
nightly
[C]Send her back to you when she
no longer excites me
[Bm]Now she bitter with this nigga
'cause he ain't quite me
[C]One thing's for certain,
baby girl, you are a wifey
[Bm]Two things for fuckin' sure,
I am not [G]the husband though
[C]So run back to him while
you still can
He stick[Bm]in' with his wife and kid,
yeah, that's a real man
I was [C]ashamed all along and I still am
We let [Bm]the lust interrupt
somethin' real, damn
[G]Well, girl, we [C]grown so you gotta
play your own position
I would[Bm]n't say that you a ho,
just [C]made a ho decision
[G]And you can[C] blame it on
the liquor like a prohibition
We both [Bm]know that's what you wanted girl,
I know you listenin'

[Verse 5]
[Bm]Hey
[C]Girl, I know you listenin'[Am][Bm]
Uh, I know [C]you listenin'
[Bm]Hey, yeah

[Verse 6]
[C]Shoutout to the bootleggers
who supply my shit
[Bm]The fans online tryna find my [G]shit
[C]An d to them niggas listenin' but
won't buy my shit
[Bm]Then catch me in the street
and wanna ride my [G]dick
Y'all [C]niggas is the worst, see me
Like, "J. Cole, homie,
[Bm]could you sign my burnt CD?"
Nigga please, [C]a album ten dollars,
you act like it's ten Gs
[Bm]This food for thought cost
the same as two [G]No. 3s
So [C]at ease with that broke shit
We all tryna get a [Bm]dollar boy, no shit
You know I feel your pain,
[C]therefore I slang this hope shit
And give you lines that you [Bm]re wind and think,
"Oh shit"
These rapper[G]s talk a lot of [C]money,
cars, and hoes shit
I give you that and then [Bm]a whole
lot more shit
That "got [G]rich and still [C]rappin'
like I'm poor" shit
You niggas think you know [Bm]shit,
man, you don't know shit
Ho bitch
[C]Yeah, Cole, bitch

[Verse 7]
[Am]
[Bm]Uh, J. Cole, nigga
[C]Hey

[Outro 1]
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