When my story’s told, how will they tell it?
Will they say I was a giver or will they say 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’t ain’t
Will they tarnish, will they taint?
Glorify me, overthink, 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 hated
Just a nigga with a dream
I’m a liar I was honest, I was all of these things
When I’m gone let em talk
They discussing who I am
When they bury me just know I was nothing but a man
Wasn’t nothin’ but a man
- J. Cole
This New Life… Ima Love IT
J Cole
Practice makes perfect. Perfect makes PAPER
Justin
Talent is not when your friends tell you they love your work, but when people who don’t like you have to admit its good
Mr Carter