I be stacking paper, I'm a money-making mastermind These little niggas funny, they can't even touch my grind I stay on my hustle, never wasting any time J. Cole in the game, yeah, I'm on my prime I'm a lyrical genius, spitting rhymes so divine Every verse I drop, it's like a goldmine I'm focused on my craft, no time for the swine I'm grinding every day, I'm on my own grind I'm making moves, while these haters stay behind They talk a big game, but they living in a lie I'm on a different level, I'm reaching for the sky I be counting stacks, while they asking me why (Verse 2) I'm the realest in the game, they can't even compare I'm the king of this rap, I'm the one they fear I'm spitting fire, my flow so crystal clear I'm making money moves, while they shedding tears I'm focused on my goals, I'm never losing sight I'm working hard, grinding day and night I be making hits, while they taking flights I'm J. Cole, the legend, shining so bright I'm on a mission, making sure my family's alright I be stacking cash, while they struggling to survive