J. Cole – Ready For Whatever Lyrics

Produced By: J. Cole
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[Verse 1: J. Cole]
And you know it don't stop
Grindin round that clock

Masterminding my second album
My first album just dropped

Scored a touchdown on my first down
Niggas thought I was gon' flop

See I hustle like my momma but I look just like my pops
And we still duckin cops
Ride around and take shots
Hennessy for my enemies

Niggas know I'm takin they spot
Cause that score up on the play clock
Show just how I came from way back
Just like T-I-P told you ASAP but you niggas rappin like Aesop, Aesop
Get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? Nigga that's my old whip
Oh that's your dream girl? Nigga that's my old bitch
Oh that's your new flow? Nigga that's my old shit!

This that new KRIT shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

[Hook: Cole]
One for the money, two for the show
Three for them hoes saying anything goes
They say they ready for whatever!
They say they ready for whatever
I been around the world, twice to be exact
Six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back
They say they ready for whatever!
They say they ready for whatever!

[Verse 2: Jiaer Lavon]
1 for my mother
2 for my bros
The rest for Jiaer Lavon, Ain't gonna leave none of this ish for none of these hoes

One day I'll inherit the throne
Boy eff a shine, I'm gonna glow
I follow my dreams, you wanna hang with me but forget it cuz I ain't no rope
These niggas retired, they flow-less
I'm only inspired by dope shit
The rest of these niggas is clones
This shit is dire, require mitosis

I told my mom I was gon blow back in 06
But back in 04, told my momma we'll never be poor

That's when I picked my pride from  
The floor
Thats when I took my focus from these hoes,
 
Back in 03, giving my dad my albums, making him pass out CDs
Master minding my scheme, Uhn
Living life off them streets, Uhn
But know what the crazy thing is? I was still pissing in my sheets, Uhn
Morning bacon & eggs, bitch
Was only in the 3rd grade, bitch

Putting my business out there now I'm 17 years old & never been laid, huh
Cuz I been focused on this music.
 
Sit back & witness what I do with it
Now if that's yo new flow? It must be my old ISH
If that's ya new ho, it must be my old B**ch!
This that Cole ISH.. That Kendrick figure
We killed the track &now we're touring "Cross Country"...

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Nigga
One for the money, two for the show
Three for No Limit and the rest for Death Row
That means I been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit I ever wrote
And if anyone ever doubt it then they are the loudest of liars I know
I only desire to blow, she only desire to blow
And I hope that my dick is a whistlely flute, and that's not the instrumental
Now pick up my coat
You let that motherfucker drag like RuPaul, I'll drag your ass to the floor

Bitch, I can admit, I'm a recovered addict, paraphernalia that is
Telling the doctor I'm sick, head doctor I'm needing your lips, yea
Proper analogy for it, if I can afford it then I won't ignore it
Cop me a palace and Porsche and right when I floor it that's when I switch gears
Living my life on Uranus, uh, keeping one foot in your anus, uh
The other foot all on your neck, repeatedly stomp 'til I break it, uh
Bitch I'm demanding respect, these bitches is telling me take it
DJ Khaled, even if I had callus, holding the torch ain't no challenge
Ain't it

[Hook]

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