J. Cole - 03` Adolescence (Live)

[Verse 1]

I grew up, a fuckin' screw up

Tie my shoe up, wish they was newer

Damn, need somethin' newer

In love with the baddest girl in the city, I wish I knew her

I wish I won;t so shy, I wish I was a bit more fly

I wish thah I could tell her how I really feel inside

That I'm the perfect nigga for her, but then maybe that's a lie

She like a certain type of nigga and it's clear I'm not that guy

Ball player, star player, I'm just watchin' from the side

On the bench, cause my lack of confidence won't let me fly

I ain't grow up with my father, I ain't thinkin' bout that now

fast forward four years or so from now I'll probably cry

When I realize what I missed, but as of now my eyes are dry

Cause I;m tryna stay alive. In the city where too many niggas die

Dreamin' quiet tryna dodge a suit and tie

Who am I? Aye who am I?



[Hook}

Things change, rearrange and so do I

It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie

I get high cause the lows can be so cold

I might bend a little bit but I don't fold

One time for my mind and two for yours

I got food for your thoughts to soothe your soul

If you see my tears fail just let me be

Move along, nothing to see



[Verse 2]

I always did shit the hard way, my niggas slangin in the hallway

Burnt Cd's and trees like this was broadway, Times square

Kept the dimes there in the locker

Some Reggie Miller with more brown hairs than Chubacca

Whispers that he got it for the low low

Sell a, dime for a dub, the, white boys ain't know no better

Besides, what;s twenty dollors to a nigga like that?

He tell his pops he need some lunch and hegon' get it right back

I peep game

Got home snatched my mama keychain, took her whip

The appeal, tool ill to refrain

I hit the boulevard pull up to my nigga front door

His mama at home, she still let em; hit the blunt though

I told hello and sat with my nigga and laughed

And talked about how we gon; smash all the bitches in class

I complimented how I see him out here getting his cash, and just asked

"What a nigga gotta do to get that? Put me on"

He just laughed when he seen I was sure

17 years breathing his demeanor said more

He told me "Nigga you know how tou sound right now?

If you wasn't my mans, I would think that you a clown right now

Listen, you everything I wanna be that's why I fucks with you

So how tou looking up to me, when I look up to you

you bout to go get a degree, I'ma be stuck with two choices

Either graduate to wieight or selling number two

For what? A hundred bucks or two a week?

Do you think that you would know what to do if you was me?

I got, four brothers, one mother that don't love us

If they ain;t never want us why the fuck they never wore rubbers?"

I felt ashamed to have ever complained about my lack of gear

And thought about how far we done came

From trailer park to a front yard with trees in the sky

Thank you mama dry your eyes, there ain;t no reason to cry

Tou made a genius and I, ain't gon' take it for granted

I ain't gon' settle for lesser, I ain't gon' take what they handed

Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me and show tou that I can fly

And show ol' girl what she missing

The illest nigga alive

Aye who am I?



[Hook}
[Verse 1]

I grew up, a fuckin' screw up

Tie my shoe up, wish they was newer

Damn, need somethin' newer

In love with the baddest girl in the city, I wish I knew her

I wish I won;t so shy, I wish I was a bit more fly

I wish thah I could tell her how I really feel inside

That I'm the perfect nigga for her, but then maybe that's a lie

She like a certain type of nigga and it's clear I'm not that guy

Ball player, star player, I'm just watchin' from the side

On the bench, cause my lack of confidence won't let me fly

I ain't grow up with my father, I ain't thinkin' bout that now

fast forward four years or so from now I'll probably cry

When I realize what I missed, but as of now my eyes are dry

Cause I;m tryna stay alive. In the city where too many niggas die

Dreamin' quiet tryna dodge a suit and tie

Who am I? Aye who am I?



[Hook}

Things change, rearrange and so do I

It ain't always for the better dawg I can't lie

I get high cause the lows can be so cold

I might bend a little bit but I don't fold

One time for my mind and two for yours

I got food for your thoughts to soothe your soul

If you see my tears fail just let me be

Move along, nothing to see



[Verse 2]

I always did shit the hard way, my niggas slangin in the hallway

Burnt Cd's and trees like this was broadway, Times square

Kept the dimes there in the locker

Some Reggie Miller with more brown hairs than Chubacca

Whispers that he got it for the low low

Sell a, dime for a dub, the, white boys ain't know no better

Besides, what;s twenty dollors to a nigga like that?

He tell his pops he need some lunch and hegon' get it right back

I peep game

Got home snatched my mama keychain, took her whip

The appeal, tool ill to refrain

I hit the boulevard pull up to my nigga front door

His mama at home, she still let em; hit the blunt though

I told hello and sat with my nigga and laughed

And talked about how we gon; smash all the bitches in class

I complimented how I see him out here getting his cash, and just asked

"What a nigga gotta do to get that? Put me on"

He just laughed when he seen I was sure

17 years breathing his demeanor said more

He told me "Nigga you know how tou sound right now?

If you wasn't my mans, I would think that you a clown right now

Listen, you everything I wanna be that's why I fucks with you

So how tou looking up to me, when I look up to you

you bout to go get a degree, I'ma be stuck with two choices

Either graduate to wieight or selling number two

For what? A hundred bucks or two a week?

Do you think that you would know what to do if you was me?

I got, four brothers, one mother that don't love us

If they ain;t never want us why the fuck they never wore rubbers?"

I felt ashamed to have ever complained about my lack of gear

And thought about how far we done came

From trailer park to a front yard with trees in the sky

Thank you mama dry your eyes, there ain;t no reason to cry

Tou made a genius and I, ain't gon' take it for granted

I ain't gon' settle for lesser, I ain't gon' take what they handed

Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me and show tou that I can fly

And show ol' girl what she missing

The illest nigga alive

Aye who am I?



[Hook}
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