Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song c l o s e , by - J. Cole. Release date: 13.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
c l o s e |
| Yeah |
| Close |
| Ville-matic, one, one |
| One, one, one-two, one |
| One-two, one, one-two, one |
| One-two, one, one, listen |
| Close, I stare at my dreams as they approach |
| Gotta be patient and trust in God, He the coach |
| Temptations are taking a shortcut, but I don’t |
| 'Cause I ain’t tryna be a almost, when I get it, I’ma float |
| Gone are the days we was close |
| Now when I see you, I look at you just like a ghost |
| A shell of your former self, so caught up with that dope |
| Two niggas singin' two different notes and you know I gotta coast |
| Nothin' but a dollar and some hope |
| Up in NY, but damn, what hurts me the most |
| You was a good nigga, we knew each other’s folks |
| Now you gotta ride around with the toast and you keep that shit close |
| 'Cause niggas plottin' on you since you chose |
| To roll around with the candy paint on spokes |
| You know 'Ville niggas don’t like it when you boast |
| You know twelve be takin' notes and they watchin' you close |
| But maybe you don’t see 'em 'cause the smoke |
| Cloudin' your vision from every cigar that you toke |
| Plus the lean you sippin' which started as a joke |
| Got you now fiendin' for your next dose, meanwhile I’m so close |
| Don’t even give a fuck that I’m broke |
| 'Cause in my mind I’m rich with shit I done wrote |
| Therefore I’m convinced that this is supposed to happen |
| And in time I’ma blow, they gon' label me the GOAT |
| How long has it been since we spoke? |
| Last night I jumped up from my sleep, I was soaked |
| Call it a nightmare, the scene that awoke me |
| Involved you and niggas I ain’t know, they was creepin' up close |
| I saw the heat tucked in they coats |
| You didn’t notice 'cause you was busy countin' dough |
| I tried to yell, but nothin' came out of my throat |
| Niggas cocked back the hammers and you froze, in your eyes I saw hope |
| Hope of a better way to cope with the pain |
| And the scars, than the lean and the coke |
| And I swear in that moment I wish we were still close |
| Maybe I could’ve saved you, but no, trigger squeeze, gun smoke |
| I open up my eyes with a jolt |
| Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt |
| Reached for my phone, missed calls and a text message note |
| From my mama sayin' you just got smoked, damn, this life is no joke |
| Close |
| Fuck |