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Farewell

J. Cole

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Farewell

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[Intro]Yeah, farewellHey, farewellAll my niggas farewellFayettenam[Verse 1]Look, some niggas let their dirt outSome just keep it all in ‘emSo when a man dies all his secrets go with himAnd fade. A part of history no longer knownDone did a lot of dirt I’ll bury with me when I’m goneWhen my story’s told, how will they tell it?Will they say I was a giver or remember I was selfish?Will they say I was a sinner or pretend I was a saint?Will I go down as a winner, what's the picture they gon' paint?Wouldn’t say that I’m a quitter, that's one thing I know I ain'tWill they tarnish, will they taint?Glorify me, over-think? Say they know me, say I’m great?Say I’m phoney, I was fake?Say the things about me they never told me to my face?I was loved I was hatedJust a nigga with a dreamI’m a liar, I was honest, I was all of these thingsWhen I’m gone let em talk, they discussing who I amWhen they bury me just know I wasn't nothing but a manWasn’t nothin’ but a man[Hook]This for niggas climbin’ heaven's stairwellYeah, hey farewellYeh, hey farewellThis for niggas climbin’ heaven's stairwellI pray you farewellI bid you farewellYeah, hey, farewellYeah, yeah[Verse 2]If I should die Lord this here is my willReincarnate a nigga send me right back to the VilleLet me relive my younger days just once againReenact my memories from every friend to every sinKeeping demons buried in my closetBut yet I put in work like a deposit on my bank accountMy eyes lit while I think about my childhood now Im blanking outThose were truly my best daysThe only thing I had to stress was how the hell to get laidGradually turn into me stressin’ how the hell to get paidBeen making songs so long, now how the hell they get playedOk, I’m blowing up quickly, I guess the flow is sicklyBut yet I can’t forget my past and hope it won’t forget meGot good grades but A's can’t stop strays so pray for mePour liquor for my niggas but hey, don’t wait for meCause I’m trying to cheat death, she out to bury my assYou know the cliche “life's a bitch” well I’m gon marry that assAnd sign a pre-nupThink back to when we tore the skating rink upRapping and we scrapping, we got older hit the teen clubGave mean mugs to niggas but we winked to all the girlsThen we went back to the crib thinking we had saw the WorldNo sir, came a long way from having momma chaufferIts hard to think these hoes at some point were so pureBut now we play the game, when it's over send me backI swear I’m not gon change a thingI swear I’m not gon change a thing[Hook]This for them niggas climbin’ heaven's stairwellYeah, hey farewellI pray you niggas farewellThis for them niggas climbin’ heaven's stairwellHey farewell, hey farewellYeah, hey farewellYeah
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