J. Cole — Roll Call

[Intro] Just got off the phone with my nigga Smitty Shit too real back home boi, for real [Verse] This for my nigga, Ced, hold ya head I know shit rough, but nigga we don't give up We don't get mad, nigga, we just get tough We just get right, nigga, we don't get left Fuck what they said 'Cause what we learned coming up, you can't teach that shit Life deal a nigga blows, but we eat that shit This one here's for my brother, we gon' beat that shit, now I say my prayers I got too many people in my head right now So many that's in jail or they dead right now One time for my nigga Craig right now He in the feds - damn, the times change And these stupid niggas talking 'bout crime pay You can keep that shit I just made a million, call me when you reach that shit Ain't bragging, I'm just shedding some light One time for my granny up in heaven tonight And the young boy from a show down in Hampton Told me that my song was the reason he beat cancer Ain't know what to say, I just froze Little too deep, I suppose But after a year of review I figured out it wasn't me, it was you, nigga Congratulations