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Cooked 🍳

"What you know about your momma sewing patches on your holes?" only real niggas can relate tho... 😅

Yeah, Fayettenam [Verse 1] These niggas is playing Russian Roulette with a full clip Foolish, my crew is foolless No, we don't dance, all we do is stay two steps ahead Make the hoes get loose like a noose neck instead, while these dudes beg for head They got the game twisted, heavy traffic in this rap shit, look how my lane shifted Elevated my game, lifted my name Now these lame niggas could never get it Like that bad bitch you wanted but could never hit it Clever with it, my flow like a devil spit it and heaven sent it So high, if I dropped I would fall for 11 minutes So yeah, I operate on a higher plane, my thoughts take a higher train It's dope, then you should know the supplier's name It's J. Cole, set of horns and a halo And all these Jose Canseco's wanna text us like Waco Hard to remain faithful niggas be throwing hate Yo, I'm in a league of my own so what the fuck would I play for? Some next niggas almost slid in but didn't fit in Naw, I ain't Maury Povich but who the fuck is you kiddin? These big wig niggas throwing their bid in Try not to show stress, I guess the flow is protested like a sit in I told my niggas we would get in but that ain't even half the battle Stay behind like a shadow or you catapult Now if I had a ladder or now even if I had a rope I'd climb that motherfucker to the top and never let it go! [Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me [Post-Chorus: J. Cole] Warm Up Yeah, Warm Up Yeah, Warm Up I said it's the Warm Up [Verse 2] Heaven or hell, you choose, freedom or jail, you lose I can't stop, I'm as hot as the devil's shoes Overcame a low life status to blow like Gladys Ahead of my time like I live my whole life backwards I'm nothing like these ho-like rappers, my whole life practice To be the one, what's it like to be LeBron They calling you the saviour, so much pressure but you deal with it The weight of the world on your shoulders but you still lift it Ill with it for real, lil nigga from Ville That real niggas can feel Nobody taught us how to cook still niggas a grill, no Foreman Try not to call them ladies bees but them hoes swarmin' Now honey, aye is it destiny or is it money you're feelin' Heard rumors of a deal and now you thinkin' a million Pardon my paranoid mind but I'm starin' in the mirror Livin' in fear that things a never be the same No one left for me to blame but myself 'cause I asked for this Headed for fame but in my brain, hey can I last in this? Aye, five years I'll probably laugh at this Try not to let it wear me out like a bad bitch with fashion sense I keep it fresh while these wack niggas rehash and shit Jackin styles you know, ski mask and shit I pass these niggas, they tryna do it how these other niggas did it I'm tryna live it how no other nigga ever lived it [Pre-Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Dead fucking presidents to represent me I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Dead fucking presidents to represent me [Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Lyrics by genius

J.Cole is truly a goat.

How does the meaning keep getting realer

2024 button

12 years later and this song still hits hard

Anyone have the Warm Up album on Apple Music? Can't seem to find it

Cole make a tape with only old Samples please 🙏🏼

That paying tuition, using their intuition, and niggas into wishing was soo hard

Cole is too tough for this joint

Dp for the south show em what the American dream and random racist is bout I’m vinna get my tropical fantasy, cause I’m alchemist on my Moma soul I’m a show you the south Cause that’s all I know In the end

Still some heat, makes my knees weak

Fell to my knees damn near the end of this 💔

This is Cole’s best project.

I feel so broken

Get money and fix everything

🙏🙏🙏😇

This is destiny. I don't know how to explain it.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥love you brother

one of the songs I replayed so much in my younger years

Underrated song 🔥

money coming soon…

[Intro] Yeah, Fayettenam [Verse 1] These niggas is playing Russian Roulette With a full clip, foolish, my crew is foolless No, we don't dance, all we do is stay two steps ahead Make the hoes get loose like a noose neck, instead while these dudes beg for head They got the game twisted, heavy traffic in this rap shit, look how my lane shifted Elevated my game, lifted my name, now these lame niggas could never get it Like that bad bitch you wanted but could never hit it Clever with it, my flow like a devil spit it and heaven sent it So high, if I dropped I would fall for 11 minutes So yeah, I operate on a higher plane, my thoughts take a higher train It's dope, then you should know the suppliers name It's J. Cole, set of horns and a halo And all these Jose Canseco's wanna text us like Waco Its hard to remain faithful niggas be throwing hate Yo I'm in a league of my own so what the fuck would I play for? Some next niggas almost slid in but didn't fit in Naw I ain't Maury Povich but who the fuck is you kiddin? These big wig niggas throwing their bid in Try not to show stress, I guess the flow is protested like a sit in I told my niggas we would get in but that ain't even half the battle Stay behind like a shadow or you catapult Now if I had a ladder or now even if I had a rope I'd climb that motherfucker to the top and never let it go! [Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me [Verse 2] Heaven or hell, you choose, freedom or jail, you lose I can't stop, I'm as hot as the devils shoes Overcame a low life status to blow like Gladys Ahead of my time like I live my whole life backwards I'm nothing like these ho-like rappers, my whole life practice to be the one What's it like to be LeBron They calling you the saviour, so much pressure but you deal with it The weight of the world on your shoulders but you still lift it Ill with it for real, lil nigga from Ville that real niggas can feel Nobody taught us how to cook still niggas a grill No Foreman, try not to call them ladies bees but them hoes swarmin' Now honey, aye is it destiny or is it money you're feelin' Heard rumors of a deal and now you thinkin' a million Pardon my paranoid mind but I'm starin' in the mirror livin' in fear that things a never be the same No one left for me to blame but myself 'cause I asked for this Headed for fame but in my brain, hey can I last in this? Aye five years I'll probably laugh at this Try not to let it wear me out like a bad bitch with fashion sense I keep it fresh while these wack niggas rehash and shit Jackin styles you know, ski mask and shit I pass these niggas, they tryna do it how these other niggas did it I'm tryna live it how no other nigga ever lived it

[Intro] Let me try this Uh, Yeah Money coming soon I'm out for Presidents to represent me Omen what up nigga? Yea niggaaaa, yea, uh [Verse 1] Gimmie my money, man, why else would a nigga be grinding? (Right) Out for them diamonds, dog, how else could a nigga be shining? (True) I'm glowing, knowing that the flow intact Get this record deal, I swear to God, my first 'mil I'm blowing that (haha) Like fuck it, I know I'll grow it back, shit, it's nothing Funny how blacks they spend dough on mad shit for stuntin' (yea) But shit, that's all we know man, thats how a niggas raised (true) You learn bout two things: getting pussy, getting paid (uh) And you should be gettin' laid by the time you in ninth grade So niggas lying on they dick and hoes giving nice brain, yea In class dreamin' bout having these nice things (uh) And then you look around and wonder why you strugglin' but them whites ain't? (Hmmm) I brush it off like, "fuck it, it's motivation" (yeah) Some niggas gotta walk through life, some niggas roller skating Some niggas bypassing steps, some niggas chose to take 'em (yeah) And for that fortune, man, some niggas sold their soul to Satan But fuck it man, I ain't hatin,' I gotta go for mines My little godsister pregnant now, I put in overtime On my grind, yeah, just like the nigga making Folgers I'm focused, on my bite, like a cobra, I'm tryna get my Oprah on These hoes is crying cuz I won't pay 'em attention (nah) Time is money, bitch, and a nigga payin tuition (aha) Real niggas hustle by using their intuition (yup) While these fake niggas ain't about doing, they into wishin' [Hook] Yeah Uh I'm out for Presidents to represent me I'm talking Benjamins, nigga Grants nigga From Washingtons, man Tired of those Yeah! [Verse 2] Till I'm rich, ain't no reason to settle, nigga Its greed that make a nigga wink at the devil to get that cheese You niggas couldn't think at my level, even with trees You couldn't get this deep with a shovel, now nigga, please I'm chasing G's tryna throw some diamonds on them freeze Sick shit, sneeze on some thousand-dollar sleeves Ease to the top and I'm not finna leave till I'm hot But my watch gotta breeze, a south nigga Boy, I'm shining without the diamonds in my mouth Out grindin' while you reclining on your couch I'm climbing, you haters blinded by the doubt My niggas riding is devout, so talking violence out yo' mouth And you gonna find what I'm about, nigga! Far from a slouch, nigga, I ain't gonna parlé with y’all I’ll probably hit ya, my hand game like Bobby Fisher But check, them checks is all a nigga thinking For them Presidents, I’ll treat a nigga like Lincoln BLOW!

Cold asf

This will FOREVER be my favorite Cole verse. Idc what fire he has come out. It will never be topped. So much nostalgia in this verse for me. I put so many people into J Cole back in 2010-12. I was so hype to play DJ, in the whip. Maaan, such an era to live in! ✊🏽😏 7/30/24

Wait til Deadpool Finds out who she’s with his whole universe is dusk

Man every time a replay the song i hear more double under meanings genius man. 💯

“Clever with it my flow like the devil spit it and heaven sent it, so high if I drop I will fall for eleven minutes “ 😮‍💨

Almost there

😮 first time I've heard this J Cole track straight up fire he slaughtered such a 🔥 beat

I listen this song when I was 8 years old in April 2007 and now I’m 25 years old

[Intro] Yeah, Fayettenam [Verse 1] These niggas is playing Russian Roulette With a full clip, foolish, my crew is foolless No, we don't dance, all we do is stay two steps ahead Make the hoes get loose like a noose neck, instead while these dudes beg for head They got the game twisted, heavy traffic in this rap shit, look how my lane shifted Elevated my game, lifted my name, now these lame niggas could never get it Like that bad bitch you wanted but could never hit it Clever with it, my flow like a devil spit it and heaven sent it So high, if I dropped I would fall for 11 minutes So yeah, I operate on a higher plane, my thoughts take a higher train It's dope, then you should know the suppliers name It's J. Cole, set of horns and a halo And all these Jose Canseco's wanna text us like Waco Its hard to remain faithful niggas be throwing hate Yo I'm in a league of my own so what the fuck would I play for? Some next niggas almost slid in but didn't fit in Naw I ain't Maury Povich but who the fuck is you kiddin? These big wig niggas throwing their bid in Try not to show stress, I guess the flow is protested like a sit in I told my niggas we would get in but that ain't even half the battle Stay behind like a shadow or you catapult Now if I had a ladder or now even if I had a rope I'd climb that motherfucker to the top and never let it go! See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like A&W Lana Del Rey Dead Presidents J. Cole Tobey Eminem, Big Sean & BabyTron [Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me [Verse 2] Heaven or hell, you choose, freedom or jail, you lose I can't stop, I'm as hot as the devils shoes Overcame a low life status to blow like Gladys Ahead of my time like I live my whole life backwards I'm nothing like these ho-like rappers, my whole life practice to be the one What's it like to be LeBron They calling you the saviour, so much pressure but you deal with it The weight of the world on your shoulders but you still lift it Ill with it for real, lil nigga from Ville that real niggas can feel Nobody taught us how to cook still niggas a grill No Foreman, try not to call them ladies bees but them hoes swarmin' Now honey, aye is it destiny or is it money you're feelin' Heard rumors of a deal and now you thinkin' a million Pardon my paranoid mind but I'm starin' in the mirror livin' in fear that things a never be the same No one left for me to blame but myself 'cause I asked for this Headed for fame but in my brain, hey can I last in this? Aye five years I'll probably laugh at this Try not to let it wear me out like a bad bitch with fashion sense I keep it fresh while these wack niggas rehash and shit Jackin styles you know, ski mask and shit I pass these niggas, they tryna do it how these other niggas did it I'm tryna live it how no other nigga ever lived it [Pre-Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Dead fucking presidents to represent me I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Dead fucking presidents to represent me [Chorus: Nas (Sampled) & J. Cole] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me

How did I sleep on this forgive me y'all 🙏

who's up in 2024?

J Cole still here in 2024

2024 🎉

1st time hearing old cole i asked myself who rapped this lol

Man this should have more views

The realest ❤

My young nephew just sent me Jay-Z's Dead Presidents. I sent him this haha still one of my favorite Cole verses in 2024.

Old Cole was something else

I remember buying his mixtapes at the old tank n tummy in siler during highschool and bumping it before I had the aux

Right just pay the man Quit running and playing the man you already know what happened and when or let it go like a hoe and go again It's all the same to me in the end...

2024

Timeless…

Listened to this first day of highschool, college , first day on new job and now listening to this on the day of an interview that’ll change my life, crazy how this intro stuck with me

I like his cadence.