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Up, up and away.
Hey, do you trust me?
Would you love me?
Then it must be...
[Verse 1:]
Worldwide stunner, oh, man, Imma
Reign on the game, make it storm and thunder,
Grab an umbrella, bitch, and go stand under,
And bundle up, it's gon' be a cold ass summer.
Uh, you niggas, so last summer,
On to the new, on, on to the new shit,
Jigga wouldn't even take my CD when he seen me,
Two years later, bitch, we made it on, on to “The Blueprint”.
Now how's that for persistence?
Cole World comin', call back up assistance,
Same broads used to hang up on my walls,
Now they come up out their drawers.
How's that for a mistress?
Hell bent, heaven sent, Lord, I repent if I ever sinned,
Now I know I ain't the richest, but I still wanna ball,
Put money over bitches, but we still underdogs.
[Chorus:]
Did you miss me? I don't know where I'm goin',
But I'm goin', now is you comin' with me up, up and away?
Hey, do you trust me,
If I was on my last dollar, dead broke, assed out, would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven,
God's Gift, God's Gift, God's Gift,
Mothafucka, this is God's gift.
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Pussy my passion,
Man, I just can't help it: I see a cookie, I grab one,
Lookin' for some nookie, I'm tryna scoop me a bad one.
Every verse I spit, it just like it could be my last one,
Ever since I got on
I've been on a mission to fuck the bitches I missed out on.
Ex-cheerleader, hollerin', “What's up!”
Now her nigga beat her, now that's fucked up.
What type of little fuck boy hit a woman?
Bet, he wouldn't put his hands on a nigga.
I ain't bitter, boy, that's all you,
Plus, I just fucked her ‘fore she called you.
Dry your eyes, baby, I'll drive you home,
Older hoes sayin', “My, how you grown!”
I came up, fucked the game up,
Show my momma I'll survive on my own.
Chorus
