Dead Presidents

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Dead Presidents by J. Cole

Dead Presidents Lyrics

[00:01.08] Let me try this
[00:02.10] Uh, Yeah
[00:04.64] Money coming, soon
[00:06.38] I'm out for Presidents to represent me
[00:07.77] Omen what up nigga?
[00:10.37] Yeah, nigga, yeah, uh
[00:11.92] Gimmie my money, man, why else would a nigga be grinding? (Right)
[00:14.85] Out for them diamonds, dog, how else could a nigga be shining? (True)
[00:17.43] I'm glowing, knowing that the flow intact
[00:19.87] Get this record deal, I swear to God, my first 'mil I'm blowing that (Haha)
[00:23.21] Like fuck it, I know I'll grow it back, shit, it's nothing
[00:25.35] Funny how blacks they spend dough on mad shit for stuntin' (Yeah)
[00:28.18] But shit, that's all we know man, thats how a niggas raised (True)
[00:30.83] You learn bout two things: getting pussy, getting paid (Uh)
[00:33.49] And you should be gettin' laid by the time you in ninth grade
[00:36.26] So niggas lying on they dick and hoes giving nice brain, yea
[00:39.46] In class dreamin' bout having these nice things (Uh)
[00:41.71] And then you look around and wonder why you strugglin' but them whites ain't? (Hmmm)
[00:45.28] I brush it off like, "fuck it, it's motivation" (Yeah)
[00:47.47] Some niggas gotta walk through life, some niggas roller skating
[00:50.30] Some niggas bypassing steps, some niggas chose to take 'em (Yeah)
[00:52.92] And for that fortune, man, some niggas sold their soul to Satan
[00:55.60] But fuck it man, I ain't hatin,' I gotta go for mines
[00:58.42] My little godsister pregnant now, I put in overtime
[01:01.10] On my grind, yeah, just like the nigga making Folgers
[01:03.27] I'm focused, on my bite, like a cobra, I'm tryna get my Oprah on
[01:06.93] These hoes is crying cuz I won't pay 'em attention (Nah)
[01:09.44] Time is money, bitch, and a nigga payin tuition (Aha)
[01:12.26] Real niggas hustle by using their intuition (Yup)
[01:14.80] While these fake niggas ain't about doing, they into wishin'
[01:19.11] Yeah, uh
[01:23.34] I'm out for Presidents to represent me
[01:27.30] I'm talking Benjamins, nigga
[01:31.24] Grants nigga
[01:34.22] From Washingtons, man
[01:37.07] Tired of those
[01:37.91] Yeah!
[01:39.73] Till I'm rich, ain't no reason to settle, nigga
[01:41.82] Its greed that make a nigga wink at the devil to get that cheese
[01:45.23] You niggas couldn't think at my level, even with trees
[01:48.01] You couldn't get this deep with a shovel, now nigga, please
[01:50.84] I'm chasing G's tryna throw some diamonds on them freeze
[01:53.58] Sick shit, sneeze on some thousand-dollar sleeves
[01:56.30] Ease to the top and I'm not finna leave till I'm hot
[01:59.68] But my watch gotta breeze, a south nigga
[02:02.18] Boy, I'm shining without the diamonds in my mouth
[02:04.36] Out grindin' while you reclining on your couch
[02:06.44] I'm climbing, you haters blinded by the doubt
[02:08.49] My niggas riding is devout, so talking violence out yo' mouth
[02:11.14] And you gonna find what I'm about, nigga!
[02:13.11] Far from a slouch, nigga, I ain't gonna parlé with y'all
[02:15.90] I'll probably hit ya, my hand game like Bobby Fisher
[02:18.76] But check, them checks is all a nigga thinking
[02:21.32] For them Presidents, I'll treat a nigga like Lincoln
[02:23.73] BLOW!
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From the album: The Come Up Mixtape Vol. 1