J. Cole
J. Cole - 03' Adolescence songtekst
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I grew up, a f*ckin' 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 weren't so shy, I wish I was a bit more fly I wish that I, could tell her how I really feel inside That I'm the perfect n*gga for her, but then maybe that's a lie She like a certain type of n*gga, 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 grow up