What's your count, nigga? (M-M-M-Money Music) What's your count, nigga? What's your count, nigga? What's your amount, nigga? All these opps on my block thinking that they purging, ayy Bitch, you don't wanna see me lurking Too much guns up in my room, close the curtains, ayy Don't get caught up in your room, close the curtains What'd you do it for? What's your purpose? All that fuck shit that you did, was it worth it? What'd you do it for? What's your purpose? When you shot that nigga was that shit on purpose? Ayy Me on your block, I'm Google, how I'm searching, ayy Shot that nigga out the frame, it's picture-perfect, ayy When these bullets hit your body, not like Jergens (When these bullets hit your body, have you jerking) Little nigga from my ends and he still learning If I give it to him he ain't gonna be nervous I just told him, "Little bro, do you have a purpose?" He said these lil' niggas at school keep chirpin' Go get some gloves, get a mask, get a stolie Get your gun, get your clip, get your Rollie Shoot that nigga, hit his bitch, hit his homies Then play it back up in your mind just like it's Sony All these opps on my block thinking that they purging, ayy Bitch, you don't wanna see me lurking Too much guns up in my room, close the curtains, ayy Don't get caught up in your room, close the curtains What'd you do it for? What's your purpose? All that fuck shit that you did, was it worth it? What'd you do it for? What's your purpose? When you shot that nigga was that shit on purpose? Ayy Long nose, black gun, I call it Jew, though The way he singing in the station he need a Juno Roll up on 'em splash, brains into noodles We gon' roll up on 'em, splash, send his ass to Pluto Opps hit a window thinking that they pressing 'Lotta mamas cry on your block, it's so depressing 'Lotta homicides, cops locking off your section 'Lotta Twitter talk so my gang go send a message 'Cause I don't pay mind to these Twitter birds chirping Real life, you wanna see that thirty bursting All that fuck shit that you did made me hearse him Nigga fucked with me and now his whole block, yeah, I cursed it All these opps on my block thinking that they purging, ayy Bitch, you don't wanna see me lurking Too much guns up in my room, close the curtains, ayy Don't get caught up in your room, close the curtains What'd you do it for? What's your purpose? All that fuck shit that you did, was it worth it? What'd you do it for? What's your purpose? When you shot that nigga was that shit on purpose? Ayy (M-M-M-Money Music)

Well I don't know why I was dreaming about you But I do know that I was dancing without you Then you smiled And I was lost You fall in love Why count the cost? All I gave to you All you made me do I react When I hear people ask Was it worth it? Yes it's worth living for Was it worth it? Yes it's worth giving more If I'd had my way This would have happened much sooner But until that day It was only a rumour All at once You changed my life And led me in To paradise Where I had to do What I wanted to I react When I hear people ask Was it worth it? Yes it's worth living for Was it worth it? Yes it's worth giving more I reserve The right to live My life this way And I don't give A damn when I Hear people say I'll pay the price That others pay 'Cause it's worth it Yes it's worth living for 'Cause it's worth it Yes it's worth living for All I gave to you All you made me do I react When I hear people ask Was it worth it? Yes it's worth living for Was it worth it? Yes it's worth giving more And I reserve (What?) The right to live (Where?) My life this way (How?) I couldn't give A damn when I (What?) Hear people say (Who?) I'll pay the price That others pay 'Cause it's worth it Yes it's worth living for 'Cause it's worth it Yes it's worth giving more And it's worth it I don't know why I never thought I'd fall in love

Ooh, oh I, hey Ooh, oh I, hey Is it worth it? Tell me Is it worth it? If I show up when I want In the sea of the same face Is it worth my time, time? My compass does just fine on its own So much pride, it built a second home I, I can't hide behind me no more I went solo and flew high (high) No one said it would be easy or crowded How do you stay grounded alone? (I) I wanna be surrounded by My design in full Not for sale Is it worth it? (Ooh) Tell me Is it worth it? (Oh I, hey) If I show up when I want (ooh) In the sea of the same face (oh I, hey) Is it worth my time, time? I can't keep up with this passive aggression Look, I'm still tryna move up while I'm rootin' for us (uh-huh) You don't think it's too much pressure on me, I can't always be right But I'ma always be righteous, although it's tough Music and spirit, I admit, I'm obsessive (ooh) Service looks different to every person, I'm Overstimulated and so bored Can only be comfortable for so long, I I've been puttin' me first, oh, yeah You might've seen her, but now, I I won't go, uh I won't go Worst case, I'ma be in and be out Guess, unless I'm tryna figure out Is it worth it? (Ooh) Tell me Is it worth it? (Oh I, hey) If I show up when I want (ooh) In the sea of the same face (oh I, hey) Is it worth my time, time?

I think it's gonna be a hell of a night, hmm A hell of a night So we could do whatever you like, hey Hey It took me all day to find some inspiration It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation Problem with the game now, there ain't no innovation I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation And they say that's flattering, but I ain't flattered at all Matter fact y'all need to practice that more See my man Nate asked me if I gained weight I said, "Nah, my pockets got fatter, that's all" Money was an issue, but now that that's solved I ball, I ball, like Kobe in the fall Put trophies on wall, rather trophies on my mantle Dog my shows be off the handle, take the proceeds go to gamble Ha! Bet it on black and pray, I quadruple my salary If I win, maybe then I could pay Sallie Mae Told her I be dealin' with some real-life shit She be askin' when?, bitch! When I feel like it Cole World, Cole life, cold-blooded I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me How that feel? Very happy! Hey, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here, hey Uh, turn up the 808's for me Back when I was starvin' no one made a plate for me Now I do it big and that's my day-to-day story I got the type of shit that make a hater say sorry Bitch, I made this in the crib, watchin' Belly Eatin' peanut butter jelly, what the fuck the niggas tell me They say I'm takin' long, I tell 'em patience is a virtue I'm goin' all out and bitch I never had a curfew See, when you're spittin' so real Suddenly these phony niggas lose they appeal Got 'em feelin' like my niggas when they lose, they appeal Then it's back to the cell, back to the hell At times, I watch the news and see they talkin' 'bout diplomacy And they ain't got a clue my niggas ain't got they diplomas, see Rappers show me love, I wonder what it could be I think they scared of me, and they should be Cole World, Cole life, cold-blooded I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me How that feel? Very happy! Hey, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here, hey Okay, we outta here I think it's safe to say we outta here We outta here I think it's safe to say we outta here I think it's gonna be a hell of a night, hmm A hell of a night So we could do whatever you like, hey

I won't let it out until you let me know if you love it Ayy, baby, I'ma take it low I'm on my night job, my niggas riding my city understand us See a hundred bandits, each put a hundred bands up They can't call us bandits no more Same hood, same corner store But them same old hoes ain't wearing panties no more I'm on my night job, slim waist with them fat thighs Never been baptized, but she soak me all in her holy water I'm one of five, she the only daughter She ain't used to sharing, I ain't used to caring Let's play truth or dare 'Cause lately my lifestyle's like dynamite I'ma go lights out, Black Dynamite Smoke one, that I might I'm on my night job, always knew how to play these cards of mine Fuck rap, we seen harder times Jump back like Vinny Carter prime I'm on mine I won't let it out until you let me know if you love it Aye, baby, I'ma take it low I'm on my night job, y'all niggas jivin', I'm back up in position Earnhardt, I'ma catch some nigga slippin' Burn hard on a track and get to whippin' I'm on my night job, why is it always blacks that get detention? For my nigga with the pass to get the flip in Boy that trap is a accurate description I'm on my night job, finally got Bassy off the corner '010 niggas thought he was a gonner He ducked shots, now it's "Bas, we gotta phone her" I'm on my night job, flew the posse out to Rome and Won't tell you 'bout no Basquiats don't want 'em Nigga word to Selassie, I'm zonin' I'm on my night job Got old niggas tryna bite 'cause they can't capture The feeling from days 'fore the game passed 'em Niggas out here lookin' like a bunch of Dame Dash's Nicorette, that's patchwork That ain't better than your last work Cigarette, let the ash burn Omen said don't worry 'bout the last word I'ma hit the gas swerve on 'em, skrrr Too high to riot, that's my best excuse for being lazy Being an artist, that's the best excuse for being crazy I've been so infatuated, went to Clark and graduated Now she on my FaceTime and, my nigga, she just masturbated Fuck a album release party, I'm out in the streets, shawty How many rappers I killed? Counted at least 40 Nah, I ain't God, but shawty down on her knees for me I'm horny like that Coltrane album A Love Supreme, that's Cole fav' album Lately, I've been dancing like a Soul Train album Lately, silly making songs talkin' 'bout how they hate me They've been loving me this whole time My only adversary was my own mind Killed my ego now I'm snappin' like it's '09 With a gold mine of inspiration for y'all Fuck your co-sign, that nigga can't fuck with Cole neither Don't ask for a feature, we bring a whole liter of ether to eat ya We gotta heat for niggas, keep reachin' If these bullets was heat-seeking they wouldn't even reach you niggas I'm on my

That girl walks into a party Looking like a million in a dress from Target The reason why every head in the whole room turns That's her Red light little white Honda Strawberry blonde that she got from her mama Blowing out the wind and then she's gone in a beautiful blur That was her That cheap box wine, she's drinking it Friday night, she's bringing it Old school song, she's singing it Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her That lights down, hair down heart attack Yeah, that's her, oh but that How'd I ever meet her? Wrapped around her little finger, that's me Just lucky to be with her That girl at the concert dancing Clapping with her flip-flops, feet in the grass Yeah, the only band anybody's watching is the one on her shirt That's her That girl that girls wanna hate All the boys wanna date They can't 'cause I ain't Never ever gonna give her a reason to leave 'Cause all I need is her That cheap box wine, she's drinking it Friday night, she's bringing it Old school song, she's singing it Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her That lights down, hair down heart attack Yeah, that's her, oh but that How'd I ever meet her? Wrapped around her little finger, that's me Just lucky to be with her Right here Her lipstick on the rim of my bed Even the stars of the night this clear Ain't falling like I'm falling for her, yeah That cheap box wine, she's drinking it Friday night, she's bringing it Old school song, she's singing it Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her That lights down, hair down heart attack Yeah, that's her, oh but that How'd I ever meet her? Wrapped around her little finger, that's me Just lucky to be with her Yeah, I'm just lucky to be with her I'm talking 'bout that girl Yeah, that's her