Paroles de Neighbors
J Cole
I guess the neighbors thinks i'm sellin' dope' sellin' dope
Okay, the neighbors think i'm sellin' dope' sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope
Yeah, I don't want no picture with the president
I just wanna talk to the man
Speak for the boys in the bando
And my n***a never walkin' again
Apologize if i'm harpin' again
I know these things happens often
But I'm back on the scene
I was lost in a dream as i write this
The team down in Austin
I been buildin' me a house back home in the south, ma
Won't believe what it's costin'
And it's fit for a king, right? Or a n***a that could sing
And explian all the pain that it cost him
My sixteen should've came with a coffin
F**k the fame and the fourtune
Well, maybe not the fortune
But one thing is for sure though
The fame is exhaustin'
That's why i moved away, i needed privacy
Surrounded by the trees and the Ivy League
Students that's recruited highly
Thinkin' "You do me and i do me"
Crib has got a big 'ol back 'ol yard
My n***as stand outside and pass cigars
Filled with marijuana, laughin' hard
Thankful that they friend's a platinum star
In the driveway there's no rapper cars
Just some s**t to get from back and forth
Just some s**t to get from back and forth
Welcome to the Sheltuh, this is pure
We'll help you if you've felt too insecure
To be the star you always knew you were
Wait, I think police is at the the door
Okay, the neighbors think i'm sellin' dope
Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope
Well motherf****r, I am
Some things you can't escape:
Death, taxes, and a ra-
-cist society that make
Every n***a feel like a candidate
For a Trayvon kinda fate
Even when your crib sit on a lake
Even when your plaques hang on a wall
Even when the president jam your tape
Took a little break just to annotate
How I feel, damn, it's late
I cant sleep cause I'm paranoid
Black in a white man territory
Cops bust in with the army guns
No evidence of the harm we done
Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang
Only time they see us we on the news, in chains, damn
Don't follow me
Don't follow me
Don't follow me
Don't follow me
Okay, the nieghbors think I'm sellin' dope
Sellin' dope
Hm, I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope
I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin' dope, sellin dope
Well motherf***r, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am
Well, motherf****r, I am
I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope
I am, I am, I am, I am
Well, motherf****r, I am
So much for integration
Don't know what I was thinkin'
I'm movin' back to south side
So much for integration
Don't know what I was thinkin'
I'm movin' back to south side
InterprèteJ Cole
LabelDreamville, sous licence exclusive Roc Nation
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