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AMARI Lyrics – J Cole | Timbaland | T-Minus | The off season album

Checkout new song Amari lyrics penned and sung by J Cole

J Cole has released his new song AMARI and its lyrics are written by J Cole himself for his new album The off season.

AMARI Lyrics

Bada ba bada ba
Bada ba da da
Off Season
Let’s work hey

Plottin’ my escape this game ride a nigga’s faith
Got a couple M’s hidin’ in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin’ eighty on the interstate

Tryna make it back before my class started
Country nigga never seen a passport
‘Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I am at the Garden sittin’ half court

Watchin’ Jr. catch it off the backboard
‘Ville nigga never seen nothing
‘Cept a fucking triple bean jumping
Good dope leave a fiend krumping
Made it out it gotta mean something

Either you gon’ hustle hard or nigga Uncle Sam got yo’ ass re enlisting
2 6 murder scene pumping
Better leave it tucked if ye’ ain’t dumping
Pow pow nigga he slumpy

Twelve comin’ we ain’t seen nothing
Time change niggas ain’t rumblin’ no more
Nah what for? Hungry for more
If you solo these vocals listen close and you can hear grumbling

Bow tie and I am still munching
Big bag never fear fumbling
Want smoke? Nigga don’t choke
I am a whole fuckin’ nicotine company

Dreamville the Army not a Navy
How could you ever try to play me?
Kill them on a song walk up out the booth do the Westbrook rock a baby
I never fall out with the bro

Hate when your family turn into foe
We had a penthouse on the road
Interior decorated with the hoes
Just like a multiple choice getting chose
My niggas like “Eenie meenie minee moe”

Scoop up a dime piece like we homeless
Then we gon’ send them back pigeon toed
Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold
Had to go over and stand by the stove

We from the Southeast niggas know
This where the opps creep real slow
Won’t vote but they mob deep with the poles
I punch the time sheet not no more
And now my assigned seat is a throne

Plottin’ my escape this game ride a nigga’s faith
Got a couple M’s hidin’ in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin’ eighty on the interstate

Tryna make it back before my class started
Country nigga never seen a passport
‘Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I am at the Garden sittin’ half court
Watchin’ Jr. catch it off the backboard

‘Ville nigga never seen nothing
‘Cept a fucking triple bean jumping
Good dope leave a fiend krumping

Made it out it gotta mean something
Made it out it gotta mean something
Made it out it gotta mean something

Bada ba bada ba bada ba ah ah

Song credits – 

Song – AMARI
Singer – J Cole
Lyricists – J Cole
Producer – Timbaland, J Cole, T Minus, Sucuki
Album – The Off Season

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