A Tale of 2 Citiez (Live|Explicit) - J. Cole
Written by：Jermaine Cole/Anderson Hernandez
Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich
Look at me my ni**a
Fantasize about a white picket fence
With some trees my ni**a
Used to want a Pathfinder with some tints
That's all I need my ni**a
Throw some 20's on that b**ch and get it rinsed
But now I see my ni**a
That the world's a lot bigger ever since
Picked up the paper and they say my ni**a Eddie caught a body I'm convinced
Anybody is a killer all you gotta do is push 'em to the limps
F**k being timid in the Civic
Politicin' with the pushers and the pimps
I'm tryna write a story can I get a glimpse
Yeah can I get a glimpse
Last night I had a bad dream
That I was trapped in this city
Then I asked is that really such a bad thing
They robbin' niggas on the daily
Can you blame a ni**a that ain't never had things
Guess not
Last night they pulled up on my ni**a at the light like
Ugh nice watch run it
Hands in the air now hands in the air run it
Hands in the air now hands in the air run it
Hands in the air now hands in the air
Hands in the air now hands in the air
Small town ni**a Hollywood dreams
I know that everything that glitters ain't gold
I know the sh*t ain't always good as it seems
But tell me till you get it how could you know
How could you know How could you know
Listen up I'm about to go and get rich
F**k with me my ni**a
We gon' circle round the Ville and hit a lick
Cop some tree my ni**a
And some powder bag it up and make it flip
You gon' see my ni**a
One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick
And that's the key my ni**a
Listen up I'm 'bout to go and get rich
Stand back and watch if you want to ni**a
Me I want my pockets fat a badder b**ch
Tired of seein' niggas flaunt I wanna flaunt too ni**a
Watch some rollers in a f**kin' Crown Vic
Tryna lock a ni**a up that's what they won't do ni**a
Wanna know a funny thing about this sh*t
Even if you let 'em kill your dream
It'll haunt you ni**a haunt you
Last night I had a bad dream
That I was trapped in this city
Then I asked is that really such a bad thing
I look around like
Do you wanna be another ni**a that ain't never had things
Guess not
Last night we pulled up on a ni**a at the light like
Uh nice watch run it
Hands in the air now hands in the air run it
Hands in the air now hands in the air run it
Hands in the air now hands in the air
Hands in the air now hands in the air
Father forgive me for my childish ways
I look outside and all the clouds are gray
I need your hands to take me miles away
Your wish is my command my command my command
But before you go I've got to warn you now
Whatever goes up surely must come down
You'll get your piece but know peace won't be found
So why just take me man take me man take me man
Your wish is my command my command my command
