Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas Lyrics by J. Cole
I want to lock it down, make time for you
Chocolate brown, what sign are you?
I don’t know, but I got a feeling that can’t be stopped
Hugged up with you in the parking lot
Outside the whip with my *** on a rock
Lips so soft with the strawberry gloss
You making *** fall like a Marberry cross
Late-night calls, I got calls to cut off my broads for you
Great-white shark just like Jaws, I’ll rock the boat for you
I got *** hopes for you (For you)
I got *** hopes for you, yeah (For you, for you, for you, for you, for you)
I got *** hopes for you, mhm (For you, for you, for you, for you, for you)
***, I’m a star (Yeah), but I’d never shine (Know that)
Built the tallest wall, come and see behind (Come feel that)
Palms in The Ville, violent all the times (I feel that)
When the smoke clears, you is who I’ll find
Let’s run away (Let’s run away, let’s run away-ay-ay)
Has somebody said they on top now?I pull up to see if you there
But counting up M’s in the background, still moving low key, I’m rare
Remember the spot you met me? I’ll pull up to see if you there
I was hoping you ain’t forget me (forget me)
Gyatt, damn, she got it, damn
Gyatt, damn, she got it, damn
Gyatt, damn, she got it, damn
And the girls is not something I do
Had the master braids ’cause I was too
*** up in the head, I felt confused
Sure glad I ran back into you
I was scared you found somebody new
Ran off and had a child of two
I know I said I wasn’t gon’ shave
But all the past done allowed my ways
Focus up, ***, I’m going through things, come out the cage
Come out the cage, come out the cage
Times not slowing down (Focus up, ***, I’m going through things, come out the cage)
We need you around (Come out the cage, come out the cage)
I need you around, around (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
*** with your ***, I’m going through things
Grey heads on my head, mean I know a few things
I bought a iPhone that travels through time, FaceTime done got younger me on the line
Soon as he saw me he just started crying, I told him, “Relax, everything gon’ be fine”
He wiped off his face and said he tryna be strong
But some days he feel like he doing it wrong
I told him, “Hold on,” and passed out my phone to my oldest song
And my youngest one said, I want you to look them straight in their face
Do that look like you’ve been making mistakes?