Tribe - Bas/J. Cole
Lyrics by：J. Cole/Abbas Hamad/Marcus Alandrus Randle/Fernando Lobo/Paulo Soledade
Composed by：J. Cole/Abbas Hamad/Marcus Alandrus Randle/Fernando Lobo/Paulo Soledade
Produced by：Childish Major/J. Cole
This one's for you
This one's for you
I think I made it
I think I made it
I think I made it 'cause I'm always smilin', and you are the reason now
Girl, I can't explain it
It's all in the timin', I had to get low, I had to get low
I had to get back, I had to report
I had to get facts 'cause you are just that, you that
Girl, you share your truths with me
And I find 'em true, a muse
You in the booth with me
Can't spend no time on the nickel and dimin'
I got me a girl, she don't want no diamonds
A daily reminder to holler at God
Like where did you find her? Good lookin', my nigga
Everything 'round me, I took it
Did it with only the niggas I knew
And a few niggas I thought I knew better
There go my bitches, I always do better, but
You're more top echelon
My next'll probably be a step backwards
Niggas front when they get struck with love
Like the drama majors be the best actors
I'm done with all that tough actin'
John Madden woulda saw it happen, and so it happens
My niggas want life's good things, they still dreamin'
And you deserve 'em too, I'ma do it just so it happens
I think I made it
I think I made it 'cause I'm always smilin', and you're the reason now
Girl, I can't explain it
It's all in the timin', I had to get low, I had to get low
I had to get back, I had to report
I had to get facts 'cause you are just that, you that
You share your truths with me
And I find 'em true, a muse
You in the booth with me
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (This one's for you)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (This one's for you)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (I'm hella faded)
La, la, la, la, la (Yeah)
La, la, la, la, la
I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded, these niggas been hatin', I don't know the reason now
Sometimes, I feel jaded
They don't see the real me, they only know Cole, they only know Cole
I had to get back, I had to resort to turnin' my back
I'm doing just that, true that
I thought he was through with me
But that wasn't true, the proof, you in the coupe with me
God shuffled the cards, dealt me a hand with impossible odds
Put an obstacle course up, look, and I conquered 'em all (Conquered 'em all)
With minimal effort, I'm fresh as the sock in your drawer
Fuck, they spinnin' my records so heavy, I'm toppin' the Forbes
Stuck in a rock and a hard place, though
Is it true what they say? The higher you go, the longer the fall
Well, I dropped to the floor, the knock at the door was on queue, uh
I thought that I saw it all till I saw you
Now I call you when the sun shines and the rain dries up
I'm a pitbull, but for you, I be on chain tied up (One more time)
In the backyard with a muzzle on, tail waggin' like Oregon Trail
Waitin' on you to come through, just like you do, well
I think I made it
I think I made it 'cause I'm always smilin', and you are the reason now
Girl, I can't explain it
It's all in the timin', I had to get low, I had to get low
I had to get back, I had to report
I had to get facts 'cause you are just that, you that
You share your truths with me
And I find 'em true, a muse
You in the booth with me
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (This one's for you)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (This one's for you)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (This one's for you)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
I think I made it
I think I made it
I think I made it
I think I made it 'cause I'm always smilin', and you are the reason now
