J. Cole: Brackets Meaning

Song Released: 2018

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   Oct 16th 2019 !⃝

   Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business
   A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know
   And I'm really happy about it
   And I'm not bragging, I just wanna say something
   I make a so, fuck, it's ridiculous
   But wait, wait a minute, wait a minute
   Hey, if my father was alive today, I would go home and say
   "Dad, I wanna tell you how much money I made"
   You know what he'd say? You's a lying motherfucker
   Joe Lewis didn't make that much money
   Come in here, get your ass out the house
   Coming here with that bullshit, hah
   Niggas hating on me, I ain't used to that
   Know a couple people wanna shoot for that
   I say "No, no, no, chill, it ain't no need for that"
   Them niggas tryna blow they don't need me for that
   And if it work for them, well shit, I'm cool with that
   'Cause how they feel, I ain't got shit to do with that
   I just sit back on cool and watch my paper stack
   And trip off how much bread them crackers take from that
   It's been a long time since I have felt this way
   About something but now, but now
   I'm controlling my mind, the days are warm
   The nights are cold, the lost is found, I'm found
   Lord knows I need something to fill this void
   Lord knows I need something to fill this void
   Lord knows I need something to fill this void
   Lord knows I need something to fill this void
   Hell yeah boy, I'm a goddamn millionaire now
   Hell yeah, nigga, they can't tell me shit now, bro, hell no, fuck that
   Bitch, got my first motherfuckin' million dollar check nigga
   I'm goddamn lit boy, you crazy as hell
   Hold up, it's my phone real quick, it's my Unc'
   Uncle Sam and shit
   "What's up Unc'? Yup, hey, I told you that check was coming in
   I gotchu when it came in, Goddamn, I'm a man of my word
   Goddamn, I told you I'ma have it, and goddamn, I'ma have it for you
   Hell, shit, damn right, now, how much was it though? Uh huh
   Huh? Half? Half nigga? You crazy, boy, you crazy
   Bitch, you crazy as fuck
   Bitch, bitch, you better suck half my dick!
   I pay taxes, so much taxes, shit don't make sense
   Where do my dollars go? You see lately, I ain't been convinced
   I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools
   But my niggas barely graduate, they ain't got the tools
   Maybe 'cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send
   Get spent hirin' some teachers that don't look like them
   And the curriculum be tricking them, them dollars I spend
   Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin
   One thing about the men that's controlling the pen
   That write history, they always seem to white-out they sins
   Maybe we'll never see a black man in the White House again
   I'll write a check to the IRS, my pockets get slim
   Damn, do I even have a say 'bout where it's goin'?
   Some older nigga told me to start votin'
   I said "Democracy is too fuckin' slow"
   If I'm givin' y'all this hard-earned bread, I wanna know
   Better yet, let me decide, bitch, it's 2018
   Let me pick the things I'm funding from an app on my screen
   Better that than letting wack congressman I've never seen
   Dictate where my money go, straight into the palms of some
   Money-hungry company that make guns that circulate the country
   And then wind up in my hood, making bloody clothes
   Stray bullet hit a young boy with a snotty nose
   From the concrete, he was prolly rose
   Now his body froze and nobody knows what to tell his mother
   He did good at the white man schools unlike his brother
   Who was lost in the streets all day, not using rubbers
   So right now, he got two on the way
   Still sleep on covers in his mama house
   She can't take this shit no more, she want him out
   On the morning of the funeral, just as she's walking out
   Wiping tears away, grabbing her keys and sunglasses
   She remember that she gotta file her taxes, damn

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