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Testo della canzone c l o s e (J. Cole), tratta dall'album The Off-Season

c l o s e - J. Cole

Yeah
Close
Ville-matic
One, one, one, one, one, two
One, one, two, one, one, two, one
One, two, one, one, listen

Close, I stare at my dreams as they approach
Gotta be patient and trust in God, He the coach
Temptations are taking a shortcut, but I don't
'Cause I ain't tryna be a almost, when I get it, I'ma float
Gone are the days we was close
Now when I see you, I look at you just like a ghost
A shell of your former self, so caught up with that dope
Two-two singin' two different notes and you know I gotta coast

Nothin' but a dollar and some hope
Up in NY, but damn, what hurts me the most?
You was a good-good, we knew each other's folks
Now you gotta ride around with the toast and you keep that sh-close
'Cause n- plottin' on you since you chose
To roll around with the candy paint on spokes
You know 'Ville-'Ville don't like it when you boast
You know 12 be takin' notes and they watchin' you close

But maybe you don't see 'em 'cause the smoke
Cloudin' your vision from every cigar that you toke
Plus the l- you sippin' which started as a joke
Got you now fiendin' for your next dose, meanwhile I'm so close
Don't even give a f- that I'm broke
'Cause in my mind I'm rich with sh- I done wrote
Therefore I'm convinced that this is supposed to happen
And in time I'ma blow, they gon' label me the G.O.A.T.

How long has it been since we spoke?
Last night I jumped up from my sleep, I was soaked
Call it a nightmare, the scene that awoke me
Involved you and n- I ain't know, they was creepin' up close
I saw the heat tucked in they coats
You didn't notice 'cause you was busy countin' dough
I tried to yell, but nothin' came out of my throat
N- cock back the hammers and you froze
In your eyes I saw hope

Hope of a better way to cope with the pain
And the scars, then the l- and the c-
And I swear in that moment I wish we were still close
Maybe I could've saved you, but no triggers squeeze g- smoke
I open up my eyes with a jolt
Heart pumpin' like Usain Bolt
Reach for my phone, missed calls and a text message note
From my mama sayin', "You just got smoked"
Damn, this life is no joke

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Writer(s): J. Cole
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