J. Cole — 102 Jamz Freestyle

For all y’all boys cheap talking Keep walking This the ville where them real killers Don’t speak often Will leave you leakin’ on concrete Police chalkin’, my flow’s needing markers You so flea market, so don’t be startin’ Cause Cole retarded, I be shittin’ on you boys And my throat be fartin’, and won’t even say excuse Usually, the groupies don’t amuse me Wanna say I raped her, take my paper, yeah my loose leaf But could I take a little dip in your jacuzzi? I ain’t baby but I got you feelin’ juicy Oo she, feeling like she never before And I bet she’ll never forget like an elephant won’t Ayo, my name J. Cole I got a hellavuh flow I guarantee you’ll feel him if you ever been poor Or if you tryna be rich, in this economy? Shit.. Anything making money, this is quality is Fayette-nam... haaaaaa