Chords for J. Cole - The Cure

_ _ _ This shit [Bb] is a ride.
Cold world, the new Nat King.
[Gm] If I ain't the illest nigga, I'm his new [Abm] vaccine.
[Am] Really more like poison when this new jack swing.
And my bed is [A] like a deck of cards, two black queens.
[Bb] A nigga don't like me, he just a fuckin' hater.
[Gm] What you made last week, I just tipped the fuckin' waiter.
[Am] What that feel like?
Tell me what that feel like.
Nigga, fuck your Twitter bitches, follow [Bb] me in real life. _
_ [Gm] Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, to [Am] a brand new season.
Dreamville, cold world.
_ [F] So much is [Bb] happening, our time apart.
I can't wait to share it with you all in due time.
Did [Ab] you miss me?
I [C] know I missed you.
Can't believe these niggas ain't [Dm] rapping on this shit, man.
Look, heard [Bb] niggas got beat.
Then they see me on the street and don't speak.
[Gm] Heard niggas dropping songs every week, but they weak.
[C] Yeah, I heard about your deal, hope they keep the receipt.
Heard [Gm] niggas out there [F] saying I would be Memphis [Bb] Bleak.
Well, how you feel when that nigga got meals?
And you sitting commenting, discussing [Db] on how you feel.
About [Cm] another nigga's [D] shit, or [Am] another nigga tips.
Meanwhile [F] I'm on the strip, puttin' with your bitch.
Cut something into [Bb] six, then dip.
Do 160 bitch, don't fuck with me.
Trust nigga I'm [C] sick.
Can't tell me, fuck nigga I'm it.
Watch this, look.
[Bb] With my heart on my sleeve, I bleed.
Part of my greed, I bleed.
Insanity, with a side of vanity.
[C] How can it be?
I blew up single-handedly, nobody [Dm] handed me shit.
Granted though, I plan to be rich, [Bb] understandably.
Funny how I talk so candidly on cameras, but won't holla at family.
Only [C] randomly.
After a few drinks come my realest combos.
My handle on my [F] thoughts used to be as ill as Rondo's.
Screaming fuck Whitey, forgetting I'm still mulatto.
Hey [Gm] Reverend, will I get to heaven?
[Am] He said, hell if I know, shit.
State scheming, daydreaming, chain [Dm] gleaming.
Name should be A-glinking, cause I [C] cannot tell a [Bb] lie though, shit.
All facts, in fact, been all [F] that before Keenan and [Bb] Kel.
Swallowed the key to my [C] cell, which means I got an impossible lock to pick.
[F] And if you want my spot, you gotta go through [Bb] lots of shit.
Nigga, call the truth, you the opposite.
[Gm] I be trying to figure out why I cannot commit.
[Cm] With who I've known for [A] years, is it hoes or fear?
[Em] Meanwhile she wonder [F] if the one she chose is [Bb] pure.
No cure for the cold, rather cold to cure.
Them last [Gm] lines was more honest than your whole career.
[C] Nigga, you a [A] phony, only got few [Dm] homies.
I prefer lonely, you rap niggas don't [Bb] know me.
Staying to myself, not concerned about my [G] health.
I'm a motherfucker [Gm] and your baby mother is a [Am] milf.
Couple years ago they had a nigga [A] sitting on a [G] shelf.
Now they tell me, man, you like the realest [Dm] shit I ever smelled.
They say, boy, you got the [Bb] belt, plus you better than so [Gm] and so.
I keep it modest, but inside I already know [C] it though.
Yeah, thanks my nigga, yeah, thanks my [F] nigga.
I deserve, but not insane.
Take my nigga, lead a party [Bb] like I just robbed a bank.
My nigga, bag full of money, fuck your debate.
My nigga, cause two years [A] ago when I ain't make it I was [Dm] pissed.
But you cared a little less about a list.
When you rich nigga, [Bb] _
when you [Gm] rich nigga.
But that's not what we came [Am] for.
We didn't come here to brag, we didn't come here to boast, to stunt.
[Dm] We just came here [Bb] to flex.
Ladies and gentlemen, I [Gm] appreciate your patience.
I assure you, it'd be well [C] worth the wait.
In the meantime, if I can get [Dm] right back into it though.
Check it, yeah.
[Bb] How many Kanye beats do a nigga gotta [Dm] murder?
To [G] prove my mind's further, hate a nigga [Am] converter.
Took kids to carowinds, which I'm sure you never heard of.
Cause I didn't turn the news, or the Fayetteville [Gm] Observer.
I don't do it for the press, I'm blessed, I made it out.
Sitting on this plane, my biggest thing to complain [Am] about.
So where between yesterday and now?
I done lost my jewelry, rollies, chains, almost lost my [Bb] cool.
But see, I just left kids who ain't got a fucking [Gm] thing.
Except a lot of fucking problems and a lot of fucking [Am] pain.
And here I go bitching, cause my Jesus [F] piece missing.
Gotta feel like housekeeping, finally caught a nigga [Bb] slipping.
Eyes wide open, they just found a pot of gold.
Now Lil Julio is somewhere [Bm] shining on [Am] you hoes.
But that's how it goes, fuck it I'm [Dm] still breathing.
Like my lil nigga Jaheim, [Bb] we here for a reason. _
That's my lil [Gm] man Jaheim.
He said, Colby, you shout [Am] me out on the song?
I was like, I don't know man.
But in my mind I knew I would shout him out though, you know.
[Bb] Fayette 926, _ [Gm] Drayville.
We from [Am] a different world.
_ _ _ Whole [Bb] world. _
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