quik stop

J. Cole

We need to change our ways
Doin the same thing we did yesterday
Making beats, gettin high, chasing freaks, feeling fine
It s still the same old shit (the same old shit)
But I think we ain t gon quit
Making a rhyme, climbing a hill
Stayin alive, tryin to live
(Once in a while, I get in my head too much)
Just tryin to live
(And that s when I call, hoping you appear God)
That s all it is

Brr, brr
The voice message

Bruh, how the fuck you got so rich
And yet you wear the same fits?
And pair a sneaks like every week
Cause I don t care to change shit
I m like a creature o habit
Plus what s the point burnin bread?
When like a creak in yo attic, I still be turnin yo head
Just to confirm if that dreadheaded, tall fella is Cole
I try to walk with the hoodie, whether the weather is cold
Whether the weather is warm, it s just to cover the form
When doin regular things, try to repel gettin swarmed
But yesterday I was drivin , Trap Muzik album did blast
Took me back to a time when I was down in my laugh
Was rappin T-I-P rhymes, then I looked down at the dash
Oh shit, I m trippin , reminiscin , damn near ran out of gas
I pulled into this lil station that I had seen on the ave
And the peculiar hood, in unfamiliar paths
I got no hoodie, it s bad, hopped out and went to the pump
I pushed the 93 button, felt like a sitting lil duck
While lookin over my shoulder
I heard this dude on the corner
Sound like he talking to me: Hey, bro, you smoke marijuana?
I got that pack if you need, and I can smell the aroma
I told him: Nah I m aight, I never once was a stoner
The tank was taking so long to fill up
I thought it was broke
Could feel the curiosity comin from buddy that spoke
Right then he start to approach
Hey, bro, you look real familiar
I said: I get that a lot
As he got close, it got clearer
Oh shit, that s Cole, nigga, wait
What you doin over this way?
Bro, I was just thirteen years old
When I got hold of your tape
I tried to put niggas on, but they was slow to go play
Bro, you the GOAT, they didn t know then
But bet they know it today
I need a flick right quick, cause dawg
I don t even know what to say
To make a dollar bill right now
I m out here throwin bouquets
Slangin flowers
But I played your albums and know it s a way
I played your shit when bro got hit
It helped me cope with the pain
I played your shit when momma tripped
And I had nowhere to stay
I swear I feel like you was wit me in my loneliest phase
The love he showed me was so strong
It damn near blowed me away
See even I be needin reminders on my loneliest day
That I should live in my purpose
If I deliver my verses and get the fuck out my way
I ll figure out what to say
Some days I forget to eat, some days I forget to pray
I get a whole lot of love, some days I focus on hate
I took a selfie with dawg, then gave the longest embrace
Then look him right in his face
To let him know that this thanks
Was from a genuine place
Cause this continuous race to be the best
Will leave you steppin at a strenuous pace
Till you forget who you is, and you forget who you ain t
Before you know it
You re trapped inside that picture you paint
This life is more than just rap
More than the bitches you scrape
More than the riches you stack, see
It s the difference you make
Yeah, it s the difference you make
Yeah, it s the difference you make
Yeah, it s the difference you
We need to change our ways
Doin the same thing we did yesterday
Making beats, gettin high, chasing freaks, feelin fine
It s still the same old shit (the same old shit)
But I think we ain t gon quit
Makin a rhyme, climbing a hill
Stayin alive, tryin to live
Just tryin to live
That s all it is