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a m a r i

πŸ‘€ J. Cole β€’ 🎼 The Off‐Season β€’ ⏱️ 2:28
🎡 2344 characters
⏱️ 2:28 duration
πŸ†” ID: 3070865

πŸ“œ Lyrics

Bada-ba, bada-ba
Bada-ba, da-da
Off-Season
Let's work, hey

Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga's faith
Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin' 80 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'm 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 that nigga Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting
2-6, murder scene pumping
Better leave it tucked if y'ain't dumping
Pow, pow, nigga, he slumping
12 comin', we ain't seen nothing
Time change, niggas ain't rumbling no more
Nah, what for? Hungry for more

If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling
Multi' and I'm still munching
Big bag, never fear fumbling
Want smoke? Nigga don't choke
I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company
Dreamville the Army, not a Navy
How could you ever try to play me?
Kill 'em 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 'em 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 rot a nigga's faith
Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin' 80 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'm 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

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:01.37] Bada-ba, bada-ba
[00:05.23] Bada-ba, da-da
[00:09.40] Off-Season
[00:13.27] Let's work, hey
[00:15.15] Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga's faith
[00:17.42] Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
[00:19.10] Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
[00:21.05] I was doin' 80 on the interstate
[00:22.91] Tryna make it back before my class started
[00:24.87] Country nigga never seen a passport
[00:26.41] 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
[00:28.36] Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court
[00:30.18] Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
[00:31.89] 'Ville nigga never seen nothing
[00:33.77] 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping
[00:35.50] Good dope leave a fiend krumping
[00:37.43] Made it out, it gotta mean something
[00:39.22] Either you gon' hustle hard or that nigga Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting
[00:42.81] 2-6, murder scene pumping
[00:44.58] Better leave it tucked if y'ain't dumping
[00:46.40] Pow, pow, nigga, he slumping
[00:48.45] 12 comin', we ain't seen nothing
[00:50.25] Time change, niggas ain't rumbling no more
[00:52.55] Nah, what for? Hungry for more
[00:54.45] If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling
[00:57.58] Multi' and I'm still munching
[00:59.32] Big bag, never fear fumbling
[01:01.02] Want smoke? Nigga don't choke
[01:02.63] I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company
[01:04.88] Dreamville the Army, not a Navy
[01:06.53] How could you ever try to play me?
[01:08.30] Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth
[01:10.12] Do the Westbrook rock-a-baby
[01:12.03] I never fall out with the bro
[01:14.08] Hate when your family turn into foe
[01:15.87] We had a penthouse on the road
[01:17.56] Interior decorated with the hoes
[01:19.49] Just like a multiple-choice getting chose
[01:21.23] My niggas like "Eenie, meenie, minee, moe"
[01:23.07] Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless
[01:24.96] Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed
[01:26.75] Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold
[01:30.33] Had to go over and stand by the stove
[01:32.15] We from the Southeast, niggas know
[01:34.04] This where the opps creep real slow
[01:35.80] Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles
[01:37.66] I punch the time sheet, not no more
[01:39.47] And now my assigned seat is a throne
[01:42.11] Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga's faith
[01:44.58] Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe
[01:46.55] Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
[01:48.41] I was doin' 80 on the interstate
[01:50.13] Tryna make it back before my class started
[01:52.01] Country nigga never seen a passport
[01:53.87] 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
[01:55.69] Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court
[01:57.49] Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
[01:59.19] 'Ville nigga never seen nothing
[02:00.92] 'Cept a fucking triple bean jumping
[02:02.93] Good dope leave a fiend krumping
[02:04.68] Made it out, it gotta mean something
[02:06.45] Made it out, it gotta mean something
[02:08.14] Made it out, it gotta mean something
[02:12.41] Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ah
[02:19.70]

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