J. Cole – The Climb Back Lyrics | Official Audio

Lyrics The Climb Back – J. Cole

Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile

This is that come back to life s**t
My n**gas pick me up and we gon’ light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my n**ga found dead to soon

Yeah, to the left of that decimal I need seven figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that section eight appoints
And you’ll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My n**gas shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards
Enough straps to fill four uhauls
More death than World War II caused around these parts
We pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord

Those images hauntin’ I ain’t been sleep yet
It’s ten in the morning, I’m sending a warning
A problem with me is like the BET hip hop awards
I’m starting to see you n**gas don’t want it
I’m sick of this flauntin’, from n**gas I know for sho’
Ain’t got mo dough than Cole
Trash rappers Ass backwards tryna go toe to toe
We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole
To blast at ya, bass masters, look how they tote a pole

Gotta know the ropes and the protocol
Or they gon’ for sho’ blow your clothes half off like a promo code
Made a lil tune called folding clothes
And a n**ga still ain’t known to fold
Under pressure, well you know what coal do
Make a diamond, they just rhymin’, me I’m quoting gold

One phone call get you cancelled like a homophobe
In this PC culture, address me as the goat
Like they call chief Keef Sosa
In my sectional like a f**kin three piece sofa
I’m known as the chosen one,
Another dead body lay frozen that’s how it go sometimes
When n**gas weighing coke just like the pro’s and cons
Well I ain’t with that sleeping underground like a gopher
So I go for mines

Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile

This is that come back to life s**t
My n**gas pick me up and we gon’ light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my n**ga found dead to soon
Now I know why they call it Blue

Survival at all costs
Everyday n**gas get logged off
Bodies Get hauled off
Passing a funeral procession
While holding my breath in the car I thought
At times it be feelin’ the devil be winning
But do that mean god lost

Just got off the phone with my n**ga
He back in the kennel my dog lost
I brought him round close to me before but he
Became addicted to clout
And all the h*es we’d meet I slowly peeped
Jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me
Like on the low he feeling like in my shoes
Is where he sposed to be
I tried to ignore the signs
But there in the back of my mind it felt
Like letting a n**ga come sleep on your couch
But he eating up all yo groceries
My n**ga repeated this quote to me, I felt it’s potency
Said Most of these, n**gas gon’ hang theyselfs
Just give em the rope and see

I headed that, and what got showed to me
Was screaming that, some n**gas you gotta leave em back unfortunately
We seen the trap, n**gas be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap, as often as the genius app misquotin’ me

Meanwhile, I see that yo diamonds is glistening
I’m Glad that you shining but need I remind you
My n**gas is diamond and nickeling
Scraping up whateνer coin they can find
The pettiest crime they committing it
Just to get by for a limited time
The Steepest of mountains they tryna climb
I’m here tryna find the derivative
You n**gas don’t feel me,
You see the clout
You don’t see the real me
If I was sick, you n**gas wouldn’t heal me
Therefore I’m healin’ myself
Getting in tune with my God
Slowly revealing myself, building my wealth
A n**ga touch mine i’ma kill em myself

Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile

This is that come back to life s**t
My n**gas pick me up and we gon’ light the city up
As if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my n**ga found dead to soon
Now I know why they call it Blue…

➤ Written by J. Cole
Album: The Fall Off
Produced by J. Cole
J. Cole | 2020

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