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J Cole - Yo No Habla Lyrics

Hook:
No matter what I hear I’m walking on the beats

That’s how you know a nigga flow is so elite

So boy there’s no discussion

I could feel the kick I know it’s time to get it bussin

Rolling up and rolling up I pass it to my cousin

Chop it up I chop it up we smoke it til it’s nothing

All my shit legitimate im trying be 100

Hold up bring that sax in

Verse:
I said I’m tryna bring the stacks in

Bring it back and then stretch it like elastic

Metaphorically make gold out of plastic

And give that to some kids who never had shit
Imagine that shit, Imagine that shit

I’m a foreign man don’t got an accent

Tryna go ahead and roll me up some fat shit

Tryna, yeah

Roll it, Smoke it

I been

Waiting

Super patient for my moment

Step into it flowin It’s the mf lotus

I could get up on it and i stamp it like I own it

Bitch I never gave I fuck, imma take it imma hold it

I could get it catch it can it
Niggas never understanding

I been tryna go ahead and fly off too a different planet
And I’m never ever landing

Never ever coming home

Get it and im running now i run it now I run it oh yeah

Hook:
No matter what I hear I’m walking on the beats

That’s how you know a nigga flow is so elite

So boy there’s no discussion

I could feel the kick I know it’s time to get it bussin

Rolling up and rolling up i pass it to my cousin

Chop it up I chop it up we smoking it to nothing

All my shit legitimate im trying be 100

Hold up bring that sax

Verse:
Drop em ain’t no headshot
I been out here aiming with precision like a Red dot, nigga

Yeah, I been known to pop shit

Like a nigga said get it jumping like a moshpit

Steppin over try to step up on the stairs

Sad to hate for validation when nobody cares

Problems over here, problems over there

Got em in my mind but I’m internally aware

Click it back I don’t really give a fuck

Negativity I’m telling niggas good luck

I don’t got no room for that type of energy

Niggas always tryna show he ahead of me

Well if you is an enemy

Why the hell you ever acted like a friend to me

That’s a probla

He ain’t speaking yo no habla

Now I gotta cut em off a nigga chopped yuh

Now I vibe, now I vibe like rasta

Throw it up, boy we stacking up that guap

Yeah watch it go up top, aye

I am always wandering, but I am never lost

Imma float until I feel that I am my own boss

I been out here drippin’ like I’m sippin’ on some Voss

Niggas know I go up to the top and get it off, what