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  • This right here is not a preview
    I need to let it go, yeah
    Now this right here is not a preview
    Of what the album goin' to bring you, or nothing like that
    Sharing things I think quietly, with those that admire me
    Remember MTV Diaries? This something like that
    I wear my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
    Cookin' beats hoping' to reach like
    When I release, trust if you think my ******* is weak
    When you see me on the street, then speak, I refund you
    This sample was yellin' "loop me!", Ms. Hill please don't sue me
    Cause I ain't one of these rappers out here frontin' like he got it, *******
    Throwing thousands in the strip club with Drizzy
    Difference is I'm throwin four, he throwing fifty
    Lord, forgive me
    ******* saying, "you a rappin' *******, ain't you s'pose to tip more?"
    I don't see no *******, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip more?
    Confessions of a cheap ass *******
    But I finally put my Momma in that E class, *******
    And I told her quit her job
    Oh, hold your horses
    If my next album flops it's back to the post office
    Both of us, *******
    They're saying that's a real possibility...
    The thought alone it's killing me...
    I think I need to let it go
    I need to let it go
    I think I need to let it go let it go let it go
    I think I need to let it go
    Cause nothing even matters
    Anticipating rain, I can't make the same mistakes again
    Them 90's *******s raped the game
    And left us with a battered and bruised *******, with a few kids
    The ******* loose, but the truth is I love her, though She ain't perfect, but who is?
    Hoes saying "Cole, you is" don't be silly, ma
    Cause really I am just a born sinner the opposite of a winner
    Cole summer, I predict another winter
    Cause I'm finna, drop knowledge like a five-per-center
    ******* the build-a-bird, *******s showing God sent ya
    Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas when to
    College on scholarship met 'pac and said "I'm down with ya!"
    And when they wasn't writing rhymes they *******g lined sisters
    Puffin' on swishers, what's up Milan?
    Everytime I drop I get the net poppin' like Lebron swishes
    Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my Mom's wishes
    When I let go this how my mind switches
    No looking back, don't even want to see my prom pictures
    Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long winded
    Let me switch it now
    Back to Hell's kitchen now
    Up in Hova office like, he's the *******g principal
    Put me in with Stargate, that ******* was like detention now
    Just tellin' my story so dissin' ain't my intention now
    Drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay attention now
    A shame when you learn the ins and outs of the gameà
    Reminisce on lil Jermaine, in the south
    Rappin' out loud, with all the *******s that's cool to you
    Just to realize that all them *******s was foolin' you
    And they ain't who they said they was
    Talk about the streets but, *******
    That ain't really where they was
    Acting just like there they were
    But who am I to judge?
    That's neither here or there
    Just know I know, my *******
    I just like being aware
    If I had one wish, I would ******* Tia and Tamera
    At the same time, and put name tags on they ******* so I don’t get they names wrong
    Screamin' "Game on"
    Like Wayne's World, that just came on
    I'm rambling now
    5 days to finish the album, I'm scramblin' now
    Took a break from sampling now
    Just to say a few words to this ******* named Summer
    June will make four years since I gave you my number
    "The Warm Up" dropped, I got hot, you called it a classic
    And Jay dropped "Autotune", you wanted him back
    Play my position, the whole while still wishin
    A year later Drake put his key in your ignition
    And I told my fellas
    I dropped "Friday Night Lights" in the winter just to make her jealou
    I wanted to drop the album in the summer but the label didn't think that they could sell it
    Recoup the first week, I think it ain't ******* they can tell us
    Do you agree?
    It's been a long time coming this thing between you and me...
    I can't let it go
    I can't let it go
    I think I need to let it go let it go let it go
    I say i need to let it go
    Cause nothing even matters
  • [00:09.400]This right here is not a preview
    [00:15.400]I need to let it go, yeah
    [00:21.400]Now this right here is not a preview
    [00:24.400]Of what the album goin' to bring you, or nothing like that
    [00:28.400]Sharing things I think quietly, with those that admire me
    [00:30.400]Remember MTV Diaries? This something like that
    [00:33.400]I wear my heart up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
    [00:37.400]Cookin' beats hoping' to reach like
    [00:39.400]When I release, trust if you think my ******* is weak
    [00:42.400]When you see me on the street, then speak, I refund you
    [00:45.400]This sample was yellin' "loop me!", Ms. Hill please don't sue me
    [00:51.400]Cause I ain't one of these rappers out here frontin' like he got it, *******
    [00:56.400]Throwing thousands in the strip club with Drizzy
    [00:59.400]Difference is I'm throwin four, he throwing fifty
    [01:01.400]Lord, forgive me
    [01:03.400]******* saying, "you a rappin' *******, ain't you s'pose to tip more?"
    [01:06.400]I don't see no *******, baby, ain't you s'pose to strip more?
    [01:09.400]Confessions of a cheap ass *******
    [01:12.400]But I finally put my Momma in that E class, *******
    [01:14.400]And I told her quit her job
    [01:15.400]Oh, hold your horses
    [01:16.400]If my next album flops it's back to the post office
    [01:19.400]Both of us, *******
    [01:20.400]They're saying that's a real possibility...
    [01:24.400]The thought alone it's killing me...
    [01:25.400]I think I need to let it go
    [01:29.400]I need to let it go
    [01:32.400]I think I need to let it go let it go let it go
    [01:37.400]I think I need to let it go
    [01:40.400]Cause nothing even matters
    [01:43.400]Anticipating rain, I can't make the same mistakes again
    [01:47.400]Them 90's *******s raped the game
    [01:49.400]And left us with a battered and bruised *******, with a few kids
    [01:52.400]The ******* loose, but the truth is I love her, though She ain't perfect, but who is?
    [01:56.400]Hoes saying "Cole, you is" don't be silly, ma
    [02:00.400]Cause really I am just a born sinner the opposite of a winner
    [02:04.400]Cole summer, I predict another winter
    [02:07.400]Cause I'm finna, drop knowledge like a five-per-center
    [02:11.400]******* the build-a-bird, *******s showing God sent ya
    [02:13.400]Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas when to
    [02:16.400]College on scholarship met 'pac and said "I'm down with ya!"
    [02:19.400]And when they wasn't writing rhymes they *******g lined sisters
    [02:22.400]Puffin' on swishers, what's up Milan?
    [02:25.400]Everytime I drop I get the net poppin' like Lebron swishes
    [02:28.400]Kay told me kill ya, and I gotta respect my Mom's wishes
    [02:32.400]When I let go this how my mind switches
    [02:34.400]No looking back, don't even want to see my prom pictures
    [02:37.400]Pardon the rhyme scheme, I guess I'm long winded
    [02:40.400]Let me switch it now
    [02:42.400]Back to Hell's kitchen now
    [02:43.400]Up in Hova office like, he's the *******g principal
    [02:46.400]Put me in with Stargate, that ******* was like detention now
    [02:49.400]Just tellin' my story so dissin' ain't my intention now
    [02:52.400]Drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay attention now
    [02:55.400]A shame when you learn the ins and outs of the gameà
    [02:58.400]Reminisce on lil Jermaine, in the south
    [03:01.400]Rappin' out loud, with all the *******s that's cool to you
    [03:04.400]Just to realize that all them *******s was foolin' you
    [03:07.400]And they ain't who they said they was
    [03:09.400]Talk about the streets but, *******
    [03:10.400]That ain't really where they was
    [03:11.400]Acting just like there they were
    [03:13.400]But who am I to judge?
    [03:15.400]That's neither here or there
    [03:17.400]Just know I know, my *******
    [03:18.400]I just like being aware
    [03:19.400]If I had one wish, I would ******* Tia and Tamera
    [03:22.400]At the same time, and put name tags on they ******* so I don’t get they names wrong
    [03:26.400]Screamin' "Game on"
    [03:27.400]Like Wayne's World, that just came on
    [03:30.400]I'm rambling now
    [03:31.400]5 days to finish the album, I'm scramblin' now
    [03:34.400]Took a break from sampling now
    [03:36.400]Just to say a few words to this ******* named Summer
    [03:39.400]June will make four years since I gave you my number
    [03:41.400]"The Warm Up" dropped, I got hot, you called it a classic
    [03:45.400]And Jay dropped "Autotune", you wanted him back
    [03:47.400]Play my position, the whole while still wishin
    [03:50.400]A year later Drake put his key in your ignition
    [03:53.400]And I told my fellas
    [03:54.400]I dropped "Friday Night Lights" in the winter just to make her jealou
    [03:58.400]I wanted to drop the album in the summer but the label didn't think that they could sell it
    [04:02.400]Recoup the first week, I think it ain't ******* they can tell us
    [04:09.400]Do you agree?
    [04:10.400]It's been a long time coming this thing between you and me...
    [04:13.400]I can't let it go
    [04:16.400]I can't let it go
    [04:18.400]I think I need to let it go let it go let it go
    [04:23.400]I say i need to let it go
    [04:27.400]Cause nothing even matters