作词 : J. Cole 作曲 : J. Cole Yeah Close Ville-matic 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 short cut, 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 differеnt notes and you know I gotta coast Nothin' but a dollar and some hope Up to NY, but damn, what hurts me the most? You was a good nigga, we know 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 Then 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 **** 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 Called 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 cock 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, then 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 triggers squeeze gun smoke I open up my eyes with a joke Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt Reach 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 ****
[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Cole [00:00.932] 作曲 : J. Cole [00:01.865]Yeah [00:04.131]Close [00:07.746]Ville-matic [00:11.849]One, one, one, one, two, one [00:15.792]One, two, one, one, two, one [00:18.484]One, two, one, one, listen [00:21.245]Close [00:22.233]I stare at my dreams as they approach [00:23.828]Gotta be patient and trust in God, He the coach [00:26.257]Temptations are taking a short cut, but I don't [00:28.901]'Cause I ain't tryna be a almost, when I get it, I'ma float [00:31.733]Gone are the days we was close [00:34.555]Now when I see you, I look at you just like a ghost [00:36.892]A shell of your former self, so caught up with that dope [00:39.652]Two niggas singin' two differеnt notes and you know I gotta coast [00:42.451]Nothin' but a dollar and some hope [00:45.589]Up to NY, but damn, what hurts me the most? [00:47.556]You was a good nigga, we know each other's folks [00:50.225]Now you gotta ride around with the toast and you keep that shit close [00:52.900]'Cause niggas plottin' on you since you chose [00:55.695]Then roll around with the candy paint on spokes [00:58.348]You know ville niggas don't like it when you boast [01:00.891]You know twelve be takin' notes and they watchin' you close [01:03.706]But maybe you don't see 'em 'cause the smoke [01:06.785]Cloudin' your vision from every cigar that you toke [01:08.841]Plus the lean you sippin' which started as a joke [01:11.462]Got you now fiendin' for your next dose, meanwhile I'm so close [01:14.328]Don't even give a **** that I'm broke [01:17.190]'Cause in my mind I'm rich with shit I done wrote [01:19.476]Therefore I'm convinced that this is supposed to happen [01:22.361]And in time I'ma blow, they gon' label me the goat [01:25.166]How long has it been since we spoke? [01:27.839]Last night I jumped up from my sleep, I was soaked [01:30.336]Called it a nightmare, the scene that awoke me [01:32.956]Involved you and niggas I ain't know, they was creepin' up close [01:35.527]I saw the heat tucked in they coats [01:38.510]You didn't notice 'cause you was busy countin' dough [01:40.900]I tried to yell, but nothin' came out of my throat [01:43.633]Niggas cock back the hammers and you froze [01:46.142]In your eyes I saw hope [01:47.247]Hope of a better way to cope with the pain [01:49.153]And the scars, then the lean and the coke [01:52.102]And I swear in that moment I wish we were still close [01:54.234]Maybe I could've saved you, but no triggers squeeze gun smoke [01:56.953]I open up my eyes with a joke [01:59.232]Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt [02:02.297]Reach for my phone, missed calls and a text message note [02:04.997]From my mama sayin': "You just got smoked" [02:07.575]Damn, this life is no joke [02:09.818]Close [02:11.717]****
