J. Cole — Get Away

[Intro: J Cole] LA, NC, NY, The Chi, yeah, hey, yeah [Verse 1: J Cole] I wake up, hop out the shower spray cologne on while I'm dressing They hollering 'bout recession so my niggas out here stressing But bitch, I'm live and breathing so to me that there's a blessing See life is like a test that I ain't never got no F in Stepping out today, I gotta leave the crib, Momma stressing out, I pray That ain't nobody gon' pull the weapon out and spray 'Cause I don't got no strap And ever since we hit depression, niggas don't know how to act In fact, there goes some niggas there, hating, I feel the stare Me verse you shining, that's like a diamond and silverware Let y'all feel the glare I gotta go now I'm riding through the city with the windows rolled down Shorty hollered, so I pulled up beside her, I'm fronting, “What's your name?” She told me, “Boy, you know me, don't play no games Now, look, they say you're blowing up, hey, is it true, fired up?” I say, “Girl, they wasn't kidding like they tubes tied up" [Chorus] I'm hollering hey Good God, what a day I gotta say it feels good to get away Where ain't nobody stressing over shit they got to pay Ay tell me what's work without play All my niggas hollering hey Good God, what a day Hey baby girl, tell me can you get away? Where ain't nobody hollering 'bout the problems of the world It's just me and my favorite girl Now all around they holler [Verse 2: J Cole] Okay so word been spreading That I done jetted to New York, I was up there doing my thing So now some folks I used to know is hollering out “J. Cole!” I got to chuckle 'cause I know they used to say Jermaine, so who changed? What's in name though, when niggas can't hang on your shoestrings? The flow insane plus I got that flamethrow, that Liu Kang Even in the winter we bring feelings of summer Suzanne We get them hooked like T-Pain, and scoop them hoes like loose change Can you blame me? I'm just a boy straight out the Ville These wangsta-ass niggas getting played out for real You acting like you trill, nigga you bet' not! You talking out your ass, you finna get your head rocked This is where they shooting sideways, boys getting blazed Can't afford to fly so we get high to get away Now come here ladies, see we tryna get you loose, pour it up Take this juice, we gon' mix it with this Goose, don't throw it up [Chorus] I'm hollering hey Good God, what a day I gotta say it feels good to get away Where ain't nobody stressing over shit they got to pay Ay tell me what's work without play All my niggas hollering hey Good God, what a day Hey baby girl tell me can you get away? Where ain't nobody hollering 'bout the problems of the world It's just me and my favorite girl Now all around they holler [Outro] Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah