J. Cole – h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e

J. Cole – h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e Lyrics

Artist: J. Cole
Song: h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e

Alright now, alright now
God has a plan for you
And all you’ve got to do is believe, believe, believe
Yeah

sh#t gon’ get hard, keep your head strong
If I quit now, then I’m dead wrong
Fightin’ off this hunger for hours
Big stepper, n#gg#, don’t get stepped on

The money might fade, but respect don’t
Still gon’ be me when success gone
I don’t speak the language of cowards
I walk through the flame like I’m Teflon

I sucked up the pain and I kept goin’
Whole world know my namе, b#tch, my rep strong
We sold out in less than a hour
Thеse words I still sang like I’m slept on

I sin, so I can’t cast the next stone
Unless it’s baguettes ’round my neck bone
Inside of my frame lies a power
You can’t get this game from no TED Talk

I wanna know if they understand me
I put it all on A, ain’t no plan B
Hopin’ all this weight ain’t gon’ drown me
f#cked around, got grey hairs already

Runnin’ up the stairs on a tower
Runnin’ up these Ms by the hour
If I drop a gem, money showers
When you get your taste, they get sour

sh#t gon’ get hard, keep your head strong
Just keep your head strong
The money might fade, but respect don’t
The ultimate price is regret now

Still gon’ be me when success gone
Still gon’ be me, ahh-ahh-ahh
Big stepper, n#gg#, don’t get stepped on
Waitin’ my turn like grains of sand inside a hourglass

Mainly concerned back in the day with how long I would last
Make a few thousand dollars stack with every hour passed
I catch you playin’ inside my lane and I’ma foul your #ss
Put the whole game on top my back, don’t need no chiropract’

They callin’ me young PWC, I got my power back
Ain’t f#ckin’ around, beefin’ with me gon’ get you hollered at
n#gg#s can’t see me one-on-one, that’s word to Kyla Pratt
You hittin’ them weights, congratulations ’cause you built somethin’

You takin’ a lot of boxin’ lessons, but you still p#ss#
I see right through you n#gg#s just like 2Pac hologram
Ain’t doin’ Coachella, bookin’ me gon’ be a lot of Ms
I’m feeling myself, I’m building my wealth up ’til it’s towerin’

I put my tongue all in my b#tch, she get to hollerin’
I ain’t doin’ no dirt no more, I stopped creepin’ six years ago
Fun f#ckin’ them hoes until you realize that you is the ho
sh#t gon’ get hard, keep your head strong

If I quit now then I’m dead wrong
Fightin’ off this hunger for hours
Big stepper, n#gg#, don’t get stepped on
The money might fade, but respect don’t

Still gon’ be me when success gone
I don’t speak the language of cowards
I walk through the flame like I’m Teflon
Can’t be afraid of sunlight

Spotlights when it close
All the pain you hold
Makes you worth your weight in gold
Can’t be afraid of sunlight

Spotlights when it close
All the pain you hold
Makes you worth your weight in gold
God has a plan for you

And all you’ve got to do is believe, believe, be—
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J. Cole Lyrics – h u n g e r . o n . h i l l s i d e

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From the album:
The Off-Season [Clean]
Release Year: 2021