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J. Cole – ​Interlude (The Off-Season)

J. Cole ​Interlude The Off Season
J. Cole – ​Interlude (The Off-Season)

J. Cole ​Interlude Mp3 Download Audio

American versatile rapper, J. Cole ​has released his new single titled ‘Interlude‘ (The Off-Season).

To gear up his project, ‘Interlude‘ serves as the first song on J. Cole’s upcoming album, ‘The Off-Season‘.

Moreover,  ‘The Off-Season‘ album is J. Cole’s sixth studio album and is his first release of 2021.

Told myself I would drop the album all at once. Sometimes you gotta say fuck it tho. New song tonight. 12 o’clock.

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J. Cole – ​Interlude (The Off-Season) MP3 Download

J. Cole ​Interlude Lyrics

I’m a livin’ little good thing
It’s like you never lived for me
Mama said you was a good thing
We came a long way, man, we done came a long way
And we sittin’ on top of this shit
This shit can go one or two ways
This shit can go up, it can go down
Either way, nigga, I’m prepared
You feel me? Yeah

I be comin’ in peace, but fuck me, best beware
The others is shit deep, under covers creep
This southern heat make unbearable summers
Just last week, seen your mama weep
Crying ’cause she don’t wanna bury your brother
The blood leaks while thе EMT’s gotta carry her baby like surrogate mothеrs
Woah, thank God we survived the round with the terrorist
Though we been traumatized
Wouldn’t trade it for nothin’ through hard times
It was there I discovered a hustle
And makin’ the best out the struggle, I kept grindin’
Until this day up a level, respect mine
Gotta stay out of trouble ’cause Tech .9’s like the AR rebuttals
Cole world, niggas knowin’ what it is
Just in case they don’t, I show ’em what it is
Then in Summer, I do real numbers
Couldn’t dare touch it if they sold the double disc

Voiceless niggas gettin’ murdered every week
Dead bodies, smell the odor in the street
My homie, homie got out on parole
He sold more Coca-Cola than the soda in the street
Summertime, bring the cold, this winter breeze
Hella blues like the rolling sixties

I told you, I told you
This shit can go up, it can go down, I don’t give a fuck
Nigga, I done seen the highest heights
I done seen it twice
And I’ve seen them lowest of the lows
And still I rose
Now I’m at your neck, nigga, yeah