Folgers Crystals - J. Cole, Dreamville

Yeah, yeah

Higher, higher

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Revenge)

Now I could be the change that I wanna see

I can heal the world for real if a nigga speaking honestly

Nat Turner in my past life

Bob Marley in my last life, back again

Look in to the eyes of a young nigga

Who survived against all the odds

Look into the eyes of a young nigga

Who’s surprised to be alive

I died 5 years ago, the game snatch a nigga’s spirit yo

My resurrection was a miracle

Cause still I rise, it’s ill-advised to bet against him

Raised in hell but heaven sent 'em, let 'em diss 'em

Some niggas can’t handle the truth

Some niggas don’t know they’re slaves

I forgive 'em cause I know their ways

They see a black man shine

First thing they do is throw their shade

Word?—errr—I swerve like a Thunderbird on the curb

Where the cops pursuing, I’m not just doing it

Niggas hate like if I make it ain’t a spot for you in it

Have to save the rap game cause I watched them ruin it

So you can take my cock and chew on it

Cock sucker I’m a blockbuster

Motion picture, flows consist of potent scriptures

Known to rip a hole through them so-called dopest niggas

Snatch your soul and pose for pictures, holding it

Revenge of the Dreamers, so vindictive

Back for more, that whack shit’s over with

For you niggas sleeping this is Folgers Crystals, wow

In the form of a loaded pistol

Bullets rude, they don’t even say «Hello», just kiss you, blaow

Burn in hell with a coat that fits you

When you see the devil

You can tell him Cole just sent you now

Yeah, yeah—higher, higher

Yeah, yeah—higher

Now I can be around, shit, whenever you want

I can be around, shit, whenever you need

Fuck with a nigga, we can touch the stars

Trust in a nigga, you can count on me

I can come around, shit, whenever you want

I can come around, shit, whenever you need

Fuck with a nigga, we can touch the stars

Trust in a nigga, you can count on me

Me, me, me, me, me, me

(Revenge)