J. Cole — Last Call

[Intro] La-la-la-laaaa, la lala la lalaaaa [Chorus] Now I am (Here's to the Roc') Hey and they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them (Here's to Roc-a-Fella) It's the Fayettenam Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and (Here's to the Roc') This is the last call for alcohol This is the warm-up [Verse 1] Now to the few niggas out there who heard my last shit Which if I must say so myself that was a classic I never been the type to ride my own coat tail But it's obvious I'm here to stay, a fucking hotel I came up, I warmed up The next up, I blow up! If you ain't peep the trend by now with each rap I go up Look all he wanted was a deal so when he got it he just faded But tell me what's a deal when you want to be the greatest? So Jay I appreciate it, hell of a stepping stone Wonder if he see it in my eyes I'm trying to get the throne Wonder if the people know how many nights I spent alone Making beats writing rhymes, thinking deep fighting time I'm getting better but wasn't getting younger And all that time can make the most confident nigga wonder But never doubt it or allowed that shit to phase me yo Just switch my thoughts up like the stations on the radio nigga now I am [Chorus] And they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them It's the Fayettenam Put your glasses and your glasses and your glasses to the sky This is the last call for alcohol This is the warm-up! So get your back up off the wall [Verse 2] Now may I never slip up or let my grip up I know my girl be praying Lord just keep his pants zipped up - Now if some groupie bitch is on his dick then make it's stiff up, at least give the nigga common sense to wrap his dick up Toast, let’s lift up our glasses, then sip up We fly past they look up They don't last they give up They don't blast we clip up then empty And indeed we hit the target yes these niggas think they the shit and they ain't even farted yet Style incomplete like a garbage ass quarterback My offense is for real, ay fuck sack, niggas getting coffined in the Ville Way too often and it feels wrong New York niggas fuck with me, I got 'em singing Ville songs Guess it's only right because we grew up singing they shit Big shit, Mase shit, Nas shit, Jay shit Time for a Carolina nigga to take his place with the greats A slim nigga making bold statement Uh, ay J. Cole how you do that there? I hear you blowing up my nigga I'm like, true that yea In NY but smile every time I flew back there That Carolina, Fayettenam oh yea my crew back there I go home been so long they saying, you back here? - Took a turn for the worst boy don't move back here Don't do that, yo who dat? He rep the Ville when he spit it told you he be back with a record deal and he did it Nigga, fuck spinning on my pivot homie, I'm finna travel till 'refs blow the whistle on me I got a whole fucking city that's just sitting on me But it fits on my back, my state is sitting on that Will I drop? I think not I get up while they stop-like a sleeve on tank tops They ain't give it all they got so they flop So hey watch, how I'm finna take their spot Now I'm starting and they not-let me show you how to stay hot I play not, man I'm killing em even your idols feeling em dog The same nigga used to chill in the mall While they were still in the mall, I was up there spilling my rap The hero fighting villains just to put the Ville on the map [Chorus] And they ask and they ask and they ask and I tell them It's the Fayettenam Put your glasses and your glasses and your glasses to the sky This is the last call for alcohol This is the warm-up! So get your back up off the wall [Outro] Yeah man so shit, this was The Warm Up Um, what can I say, what can I say? If you heard The Come Up that was about just a lil nigga from North Carolina man Fayettnam to be exact Moved to NYC, chasing the dream I used college, if y'all niggas don't know, I used college as a tool to get to New York I ain't have no family up here or nothing like that, I came up here on a scholarship, nigga went to college And the whole time I ain't even think I would have to finish college, I just thought I'd be signed by my freshman year so I wouldn't have to finish college But it didn't happen like that obviously, a nigga graduated and things started falling into place I got more focused, I dropped The Come Up And I look at The Come Up like, how kinda like how I was in high school Just picture this, The Warm Up is about a nigga who did not make the team when he tried out and I know it's a lotta niggas who know that feeling man You try out, you think you deserve to be one the team and you go that day to look at the cut-list You wake up and you can't even sleep, you're like, "Damn I'm gon' make the team, I did my thing at tryouts." You go to the list. All the niggas is looking at their names on the list, some niggas is like, "Aww shit I see my name nigga I'm good, I'm good nigga I'm good, I see my name." And you're looking for your name, and you kinda play in the back, tryna wait for niggas to clear out cause you're not sure And you go to the list and your name ain't there And you're like, "How the fuck did I not make this team? I'm better than him, I'm better than him, I'm better than him." So a lotta niggas either quit or some niggas go harder and so that's kinda how I took the rap shit when I put out The Come Up Cause ever since I was 15 I thought I was supposed to be signed But you know, shit, everything happens for a reason So shit fast forward to The Warm Up, this just me, like you know, me being that nigga that's practicing and making sure it's no way, it's undeniable that when I go to tryouts, there's no fucking way the coach is passing up on me, my nigga So that's what this whole mixtape was about and lo and behold, you know As I'm finishing the mixtape, the deal comes Thank God, I'm blessed. Everything happens for a reason. And it couldn't have been with a more fucking, with a better fucking squad You know the niggas I got on the squad if you listen to this then you might have heard who I signed with, I ain't even gon' blast it off like that Shoutouts to, you know, Mark Pitts, definitely Shoutout to my nigga Mike Rooney, my nigga E, shoutout to my whole fucking crew, man That's The Warm Up is about man RG what's good, Mike Shaw, my nigga Mez, Mez held me down, nigga More than anybody in the whole fucking, in the whole crew, honestly So shit, let's get it, man We got a lotta shit for '09, '010, '011, '0 goddamn 35 That's all I got man, that's The Warm Up I made the team So when you go from making the team, now what you gotta do nigga, you gotta start You gotta be a starter, you gotta make it to college You gotta make it from college to the league, nigga Trust me, I ain't get no deal and fucking relax man I feel like I ain't made it yet period nigga And that's all I really gotta say yo, it's The Warm Up Thank you for listening man Yeah