Port Antonio Lyrics – J. Cole: Presenting the lyrics of the song “Port Antonio” sung by J. Cole. This song is produced by DZL, Omen & J. Cole and written by J. Cole itself.
Port Antonio Lyrics – J. Cole
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to it, ride to it
Ride to itUh, young Jermaine walked the straight and narrow
Minimum-wage jobs for dinero
But still my mind was on the zeros
I fiend for the perks that was seen flipping birds
So we was skipping church, but my eyes was on the sparrows
Niggas flippin’ pies, spendin’ thousands on apparel
Shit, I wanna shine too
I want dimes too
Jealous niggas wanna know just how my rhymes blew
Mano a mano, I’m Bono, I’m you times two
Now I’m bougie, I done out grew the fountain blue
But never forgot the spot where I developed my plot
The dwellin’, the top
The Ville, where all my skeletons locked
If I could do it all over, then I never would swap
I’ve seen good, I’ve seen bad, had my melanin mocked
I’ve seen lifelong friends turn to devilish opps
I was Mike in red leather, tryna tell him to stop
You better beat it before you see the heavy-metal get popped
He was a mean ass wing, with a hell of a shot
But if no team draft King, he gon’ bet on the block
He wanna ball ’til he fall or til the federals knock
And sit his ass on a bench for moving careless with rock
You can’t relate, ‘less your father was not around
And your mother went out and found someone else and then brought them ’round
And they salaries then combine, when they married it brought you out
Of that poverty, then you moved to a soft little part of town
So that when you back in the hood, you feel awkward about it now
And your confidence start to drown
But the rapping gave you some positive thoughts, and you jot ’em down
You jot ’em down
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Ride to it, ride to itY’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Yeah, uhBenjamin Button, Cole flows reverse time
To find deliveries good as mine, you gotta search primes
I’m scaling heights higher than birds can perch
Trying to be something
Hoping that peace comes to my cursed mind
One thing’s for sure, that I’ve matured from my first rhyme
I learned long ago, you can’t please ’em all and it hurts trying
In this game, where all you got is your name
Like Durk, I’m smirkin’ at niggas tryna besmirch mine
Absurd times, where the fake get toted as wise
I can see hate in both of your eyes but the third’s blind
So you search lines but you struggle which explains the puzzled look on the dull face as the word finds
I hate what raps become but like do-not-disturb signs
Can’t knock it if I see it’s ’bout the dough
They instigate the fuckery because it’s profitable
But singing “stop the violence” tunes when dudes in hospitals
I pulled the plug because I seen where that was ’bout to go
They wanted blood, they wanted clicks to make they pockets grow
They see this fire in my pen and think I’m dodgin’ smoke
I wouldn’t have lost a battle, dawg, I woulda lost a bro
I woulda gained a foe
And all for what?
Just to attain some mo’ props from strangers that don’t got a clue what I been aimin’ for?
Since the age of fourteen, Jermaine is no king
If that means I gotta dig up dirt and pay a whole team
Of algorithm-bot niggas just to sway the whole thing
On social media, competin’ for your favorable means
To be considered best of live and rest
The weight of both things
I understand the thirst of being first that made ’em both swing
Protectin’ legacies, so lines got crossed, perhaps regrettably
My friends went to war, I walked away with all they blood on me
Now some will discredit me, try wipe away my pedigree
But please, find a nigga out that’s rappin’ this incredibly, uh
My dawg texted me, I’ll share the words he said to me
“If you refuse to shoot a gun, don’t mean the gun ain’t deadly”
I guess in that metaphor, hypothetically the gun is me
I text him back like: “Guess a gun ain’t what I’m tryna be, my nigga”
They strip me of my spot, and now I’m finally free, my nigga
They say I’m pickin’ sides, aye, don’t you lie on me, my nigga
To start another war, aye Drake, you’ll always be my nigga
I ain’t ashamed to say you did a lot for me, my nigga
Fuck all the narratives
Tappin’ back into your magic pen is what’s imperative
Remindin’ these folks why we do it
It’s not for beefin’, it’s for speakin’ our thoughts
Pushin’ ourselves, reachin’ the charts
Reachin’ your minds, deep in your heart
Screamin’ to find emotions to touch
Somethin’ inside to open you up
Help you cope with the rough times and shit
I’m sendin’ love, ’cause we ain’t promised shit
My niggaY’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ me
J. Cole – Port Antonio Song Details
Song Name: Port Antonio
Singer: J. Cole
Producer: DZL, Omen & J. Cole
Writer: J. Cole