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[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Cole
[00:00.923] 作曲 : J. Cole
[00:01.846] Bada-ba, bada-ba
[00:09.691] Off-Season
[00:13.190] Let's work, hey
[00:14.908] Plottin' my escape, this game writin' a niggas faith
[00:17.443] Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
[00:19.254] Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
[00:20.940] I was doin' eighty on the interstate
[00:22.808] Tryna make it back before my class started
[00:24.870] Country nigga never seen a passport
[00:26.386] 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
[00:28.499] Now I'm at the Gardens sittin' half court
[00:30.279] Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
[00:32.127] 'Ville nigga never seen nothin'
[00:33.962] Except a ****ing triple bean jumpin'
[00:35.714] Good dope leave a fiend crumpin'
[00:37.506] Made it out, it gotta mean somethin'
[00:39.368] Either you gon' hustle hard
[00:40.287] A nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re-enlisting
[00:42.930] Two-six, murder scene pumpin'
[00:44.786] Better leave it tuck, 'cause he ain't dumbin'
[00:46.787] Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy
[00:48.345] 12 comin', we ain't seen nothin'
[00:50.148] Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more
[00:52.758] Nah, what for? Hungry for more
[00:54.547] If you solo these vocals
[00:55.684] If you listen closely you can hear crumblin'
[00:57.248] Mo-tie and I'm still munchin'
[00:59.006] Big bag, never fear fumblin'
[01:00.755] Want smoke? Nigga don't choke
[01:02.663] I'm a whole ****in' nicotine company
[01:04.935] Dreamville the Army, not a Navy
[01:06.848] How could you ever try to play me?
[01:08.330] Kill 'em on a song walk up out the booth
[01:10.270] Do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
[01:12.424] I never fall out with the bro
[01:14.190] Hate when your family turn into foe
[01:15.843] We had a penthouse on the road
[01:17.610] Interior decorated with the hoes
[01:19.407] Just like a multiple-choice getting chose
[01:21.190] My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe"
[01:23.127] Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless
[01:24.939] Then we gon' send 'em back, bitch, we told you
[01:26.968] Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold
[01:30.468] Had to go over and stand by the stove
[01:32.140] We from the Southeast, niggas know
[01:34.109] This where the opps creep real slow
[01:35.913] And **** what they mob deep with the poles
[01:37.747] I punch the time sheet no more
[01:39.589] And now my assigned seat is a throne
[01:42.128] Plottin' my escape, this game writin' a niggas faith
[01:44.869] Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
[01:46.497] Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
[01:48.424] I was doin' eighty on the interstate
[01:50.074] Tryna make it back before my class started
[01:52.036] Country nigga never seen a passport
[01:53.456] 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
[01:55.298] Now I'm at the Gardens sittin' half court
[01:57.386] Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
[01:59.190] 'Ville nigga never seen nothin'
[02:01.176] Except a ****ing triple bean jumpin'
[02:02.943] Good dope leave a fiend crumpin'
[02:04.917] Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
[02:06.571] Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
[02:08.521] Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
[02:12.301] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba
作词 : J. Cole
作曲 : J. Cole
Bada-ba, bada-ba
Off-Season
Let's work, hey
Plottin' my escape, this game writin' a niggas 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 nigga never seen a passport
'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Gardens sittin' half court
Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
'Ville nigga never seen nothin'
Except a ****ing triple bean jumpin'
Good dope leave a fiend crumpin'
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin'
Either you gon' hustle hard
A nigga Uncle Sam got your ass re-enlisting
Two-six, murder scene pumpin'
Better leave it tuck, 'cause he ain't dumbin'
Pow, pow, nigga, he slumpy
12 comin', we ain't seen nothin'
Time change, niggas ain't rumblin' no more
Nah, what for? Hungry for more
If you solo these vocals
If you listen closely you can hear crumblin'
Mo-tie and I'm still munchin'
Big bag, never fear fumblin'
Want smoke? Nigga don't choke
I'm a whole ****in' 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 hoes
Just like a multiple-choice getting chose
My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe"
Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless
Then we gon' send 'em back, bitch, we told you
Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold
Had to go over and stand by the stove
We from the Southeast, niggas know
This where the opps creep real slow
And **** what they mob deep with the poles
I punch the time sheet no more
And now my assigned seat is a throne
Plottin' my escape, this game writin' a niggas 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 nigga never seen a passport
'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Gardens sittin' half court
Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
'Ville nigga never seen nothin'
Except a ****ing triple bean jumpin'
Good dope leave a fiend crumpin'
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
Made it out, it gotta mean somethin
Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba