J Cole Night Rider Lyrics

Look at me, pathetic nigga, this chain that I bought
You mix breed, fame, and pain, this it's heinous result
Let these words be the colors, I'm just painting my heart
I'm knee-deep in the game and it ain't what I thought
Copped a Range Rover my girl got the Mercedes
Iced out crazy, I wanna shine like Baby
Compared to that nigga I ain't even got a bib yet
Truth be told, I ain't even bought a crib yet
This is everything they told a nigga not to do
Images, everything I see, it got a lot to do
With the way people perceive, then what they believe
Money short, so this jewelry is like a weave
Here to deceive and hear niggas say, "I see you"
Now bitches wanna fuck you and niggas wanna be you
The police wanna stop you, frisk you, wonder, "What he do?"
If a hater snatch a chain I bet it still won't free you
Cause I'll be right back grindin' 'til I cop another
I sit and think 'bout all the shit I could've copped my mother
My partner say, "That's just the game, my nigga"
So I hear my jeweler say, "Here goes your chain, my nigga"