Karaoké Neighbors J. Cole

I guess the neighbors think

I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope

'Kay, the neighbors think

I'm sellin' dope, sellin' dope sellin' dope, sellin' dope sellin' dope, yeah

I don't want no picture with the president

I just wanna talk to the man

Speak for the boys in the bando

And my nigga never walkin' again

'Pologize if I'm harpin' again

I know these things happen often

But I'm back on the scene

I was lost in a dream as I write this the team down in Austin

I been buildin' me a house back home in the South, ma

Won't believe what it's costin'

And it's fit for a king, right or a nigga that could sing and explain all the pain that it cost him

My sixteen should've came with a coffin

Fuck the fame and the fortune

Well, maybe not the fortune

But one thing is for sure though the fame is exhaustin'

That's why I moved away

I needed privacy

Surrounded by the trees and Ivy League

Students that's recruited highly thinkin' you do you and I do me

Crib has got a big 'ol back 'ol yard

My niggas stand outside and pass cigars

Filled with marijuana laughin' hard thankful that they friend's a platinum star

In the driveway there's no rapper cars

Just some shit to get from back and forth

Just some shit to get from back and forth

Welcome to the Sheltuh this is pure

We'll help you if you've felt too insecure

To be the star you always knew you were

Wait, I think police is at the door

The neighbors think

I'm sellin' dope

Hmm

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope

Neighbors think I'm

I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope dope

Hmm

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope, sellin' dope sellin' dope

Some things you can't escape

Death, taxes, and a racist society that make every nigga feel like a candidate

For a Trayvon kinda fate even when your crib sit on a lake

Even when your plaques hang on a wall

Even when the president jam your tape

Took a little break just to annotate

How I feel, damn, it's late

I can't sleep 'cos I'm paranoid

Black in a white man territory

Cops bust in with the army guns

No evidence of the harm we done

Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang

Only time they see us we be on the news, in chains, damn

Okay, the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope

Neighbors think I'm

I think the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope dope

Hmm

I guess the neighbors think I'm sellin' dope sellin' dope, sellin' dope sellin' dope

Well, motherfucker, I am

I am, I am, I am

Motherfucker, I am

I am, I am, I am

Motherfucker, I am

So much for integration

Don't know what I was thinkin'

I'm movin' back to south side

So much for integration

Don't know what I was thinkin'

I'm movin' back to south side