J. Cole - a m a r i (Clean) Lyrics by：J. Cole Composed by：J. Cole Bada-ba bada-ba Bada-ba da-da Off-Season Let's work hey Plottin' my escape this game ride a n***a's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country n***a never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville n***a never seen nothing 'Cept a f**king triple bean jumping Good d**e leave a fiend krumping Made it out it gotta mean something Either you gon' hustle hard or n***a Uncle Sam got yo' a*s re-enlisting ２-６ murder scene pumping Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping Pow pow n***a he slumpy Twelve comin' we ain't seen nothing Time change n***as ain't rumblin' no more Nah what for Hungry for more If you solo these vocals listen close and you can hear grumbling Bow tie and I'm still munching Big bag never fear fumbling Want smoke N***a don't choke I'm a whole f**kin' nicotine company Dreamville the Army not a Navy How could you ever try to play me Kill 'em on a song walk up out the booth Do the Westbrook rock-a-baby I never fall out with the bro Hate when your family turn into foe We had a penthouse on the road Interior decorated with the h*es Just like a multiple-choice getting chose My n***as like "Eenie meenie minee moe" Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast n***as know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles I punch the time sheet not no more And now my assigned seat is a throne Plottin' my escape this game ride a n***a's faith Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith I was doin' eighty on the interstate Tryna make it back before my class started Country n***a never seen a passport 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard 'Ville n***a never seen nothing 'Cept a f**king triple bean jumping Good d**e leave a fiend krumping Made it out it gotta mean something Made it out it gotta mean something Made it out it gotta mean something Bada-ba bada-ba bada-ba ah-ah
[id:$00000000] [ar:J. Cole] [ti:a m a r i (Clean)] [by:] [hash:6106fcba2df9a00fae7eec86eeb3f8f1] [al:] [sign:] [qq:] [total:148000] [offset:0] [00:00.00]J. Cole - a m a r i (Clean) [00:01.13]Lyrics by：J. Cole [00:01.79]Composed by：J. Cole [00:02.39]Bada-ba bada-ba [00:05.52]Bada-ba da-da [00:09.65]Off-Season [00:13.40]Let's work hey [00:15.22]Plottin' my escape this game ride a n***a's faith [00:17.76]Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe [00:19.49]Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith [00:21.05]I was doin' eighty on the interstate [00:22.97]Tryna make it back before my class started [00:24.86]Country n***a never seen a passport [00:26.58]'Til I popped off and got a bag for it [00:29.06]Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court [00:30.32]Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard [00:32.04]'Ville n***a never seen nothing [00:33.66]'Cept a f**king triple bean jumping [00:35.48]Good d**e leave a fiend krumping [00:37.35]Made it out it gotta mean something [00:39.28]Either you gon' hustle hard or n***a [00:41.00]Uncle Sam got yo' a*s re-enlisting [00:42.77]２-６ murder scene pumping [00:44.54]Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping [00:46.87]Pow pow n***a he slumpy [00:48.34]Twelve comin' we ain't seen nothing [00:50.21]Time change n***as ain't rumblin' no more [00:52.08]Nah what for [00:53.45]Hungry for more [00:54.31]If you solo these vocals listen close and you can hear grumbling [00:57.45]Bow tie and I'm still munching [00:59.23]Big bag never fear fumbling [01:01.00]Want smoke [01:01.76]N***a don't choke [01:02.72]I'm a whole f**kin' nicotine company [01:04.82]Dreamville the Army not a Navy [01:06.64]How could you ever try to play me [01:08.36]Kill 'em on a song walk up out the booth [01:10.34]Do the Westbrook rock-a-baby [01:12.06]I never fall out with the bro [01:14.13]Hate when your family turn into foe [01:15.95]We had a penthouse on the road [01:17.77]Interior decorated with the h*es [01:19.50]Just like a multiple-choice getting chose [01:21.42]My n***as like "Eenie meenie minee moe" [01:23.14]Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless [01:25.01]Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed [01:26.88]Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold [01:30.72]Had to go over and stand by the stove [01:32.39]We from the Southeast n***as know [01:34.16]This where the opps creep real slow [01:35.88]Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles [01:37.81]I punch the time sheet not no more [01:39.58]And now my assigned seat is a throne [01:42.61]Plottin' my escape this game ride a n***a's faith [01:44.98]Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe [01:46.55]Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith [01:48.18]I was doin' eighty on the interstate [01:50.30]Tryna make it back before my class started [01:52.18]Country n***a never seen a passport [01:53.85]'Til I popped off and got a bag for it [01:55.93]Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court [01:57.60]Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard [01:59.42]'Ville n***a never seen nothing [02:01.04]'Cept a f**king triple bean jumping [02:02.96]Good d**e leave a fiend krumping [02:04.79]Made it out it gotta mean something [02:06.66]Made it out it gotta mean something [02:08.53]Made it out it gotta mean something [02:12.96]Bada-ba bada-ba bada-ba ah-ah