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Stickz N Stonez (Explicit) - J. Cole
Lyrics by：J. Cole
Composed by：J. Cole
Produced by：Alchemist/Billa Joints
Are you guys ready to party tonight

Are you sure
Yeah
I'm ******* with you right
Okay
Ladies and gentlemen
Can I get a
Hunger
Uh
They gotta hide they face
They was predictin' a nigga to fail turns out that was not the case
I'm rockin' a mask with lots of cash I look like I robbed a bank
Can't even rob the bank that I use my money is not with Chase
Foreign deposit safes I'm writin' this **** on a private plane
Sometimes I be flyin' commercial still
These niggas get rich and become so detached
They music start havin' that surface feel
Not a subliminal speakin' in general
Feelings get hurt when words get spilled
Sticks and stones may break your bones
But sayin' my name in a verse will kill
Word to the wise nigga we heard all them lies before
My number ones come from albums theirs is burgers and fries to go
Go against me your odds is low
I don't even got no opps for real
Nigga just give me my props for real
I done did everything I'm 'bout to chill
Count the mills in cribs on top of hills
Mad chips cash rich my stash thick I'm Dr Phil
Stash thick I'm Steve Harvey
Bad ***** two friends hat trick caught three bodies
And tell 'em to go like they E-40 uh
Nigga don't want no smoke with me I'm one of them ones
Tiptoein' through the slums duckin' a hundred-round drum
I took my lumps way out in Cumberland niggas ain't hunt where I hunt
**** I'm up stomach still rumblin' niggas ain't done what I done
Hop on a song with whoever I ain't duckin' no one-on-ones
Ayy pull up the track I'm 'bout to black
I'm goin' on a whole 'nother run
So much drama on the street feel like the beef is random
Murder galore turn into Thor I gotta keep a hammer
Case weather get inclement
Shots rain on the innocent
The neighbors still don't know who sent them ****s it's like a secret Santa
Me I'm out here reachin' for a higher frequency I plan to
Rest my feet in presidential suites or sleep in beach cabanas
Skeetin' on thousand-count sheets I'm hittin' freaks in tandems
Bust 'em down then throw 'em in the cab like they from East Atlanta
Tonight
How it feel to see the flyest ***** and know that he can land 'em
Every word I speak on beats it's guaranteed to feed the fandom
Weaklings wanna walk inside my sneakers watchin' from the bleachers
Only time they'll see the roles reversed is if they lease a Phantom
Bad investment but what else you had expected
Moms was broke my whole adolescence never had a lesson
'Cept for pawn shop hustles to times collections had her stressin'
******* couldn't tell if I was poor or just bad at dressin'
It was a bit of both when I took it up top
I took an oath huh
I was gon' hit a lick break bread with my dogs
And split a loaf huh
And take over the game make sure that my name's considered GOAT
Now I'm back home as the best in the world
The Fall Off come and hear the growth
On God nigga
Tiptoein' through the slums duckin' a hundred round-drum
Ladies and