歌手:J. Cole
专辑:《Truly Yours, J. Cole》

This right here is not a preview
I need to let it go, yeah
Now this right here is not a preview
Of what the album goin' to bring you, or nothing like that
Sharing things I think quietly, with those that admire me
Remember MTV Diaries? This something like that
I wear my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cookin' beats hoping' to reach like
When I release, trust if you think my ******* is weak
When you see me on the street, then speak, I refund you
This sample was yellin' "loop me!", Ms. Hill please don't sue me
Cause I ain't one of these rappers out here frontin' like he got it, *******
Throwing thousands in the strip club with Drizzy
Difference is I'm throwin four, he throwing fifty
Lord, forgive me
******* saying, "you a rappin' *******, ain't you s'pose to tip more?"
I don't see no *******, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip more?
Confessions of a cheap ass *******
But I finally put my Momma in that E class, *******
And I told her quit her job
Oh, hold your horses
If my next album flops it's back to the post office
Both of us, *******
They're saying that's a real possibility...
The thought alone it's killing me...
I think I need to let it go
I need to let it go
I think I need to let it go let it go let it go
I think I need to let it go
Cause nothing even matters
Anticipating rain, I can't make the same mistakes again
Them 90's *******s raped the game
And left us with a battered and bruised *******, with a few kids
The ******* loose, but the truth is I love her, though She ain't perfect, but who is?
Hoes saying "Cole, you is" don't be silly, ma
Cause really I am just a born sinner the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I predict another winter
Cause I'm finna, drop knowledge like a five-per-center
******* the build-a-bird, *******s showing God sent ya
Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas when to
College on scholarship met 'pac and said "I'm down with ya!"
And when they wasn't writing rhymes they *******g lined sisters
Puffin' on swishers, what's up Milan?
Everytime I drop I get the net poppin' like Lebron swishes
Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my Mom's wishes
When I let go this how my mind switches
No looking back, don't even want to see my prom pictures
Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long winded
Let me switch it now
Back to Hell's kitchen now
Up in Hova office like, he's the *******g principal
Put me in with Stargate, that ******* was like detention now
Just tellin' my story so dissin' ain't my intention now
Drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay attention now
A shame when you learn the ins and outs of the gameà
Reminisce on lil Jermaine, in the south
Rappin' out loud, with all the *******s that's cool to you
Just to realize that all them *******s was foolin' you
And they ain't who they said they was
Talk about the streets but, *******
That ain't really where they was
Acting just like there they were
But who am I to judge?
That's neither here or there
Just know I know, my *******
I just like being aware
If I had one wish, I would ******* Tia and Tamera
At the same time, and put name tags on they ******* so I don’t get they names wrong
Screamin' "Game on"
Like Wayne's World, that just came on
I'm rambling now
5 days to finish the album, I'm scramblin' now
Took a break from sampling now
Just to say a few words to this ******* named Summer
June will make four years since I gave you my number
"The Warm Up" dropped, I got hot, you called it a classic
And Jay dropped "Autotune", you wanted him back
Play my position, the whole while still wishin
A year later Drake put his key in your ignition
And I told my fellas
I dropped "Friday Night Lights" in the winter just to make her jealou
I wanted to drop the album in the summer but the label didn't think that they could sell it
Recoup the first week, I think it ain't ******* they can tell us
Do you agree?
It's been a long time coming this thing between you and me...
I can't let it go
I can't let it go
I think I need to let it go let it go let it go
I say i need to let it go
Cause nothing even matters