Rappa Magazine Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Label me greedy, but see me finish what Peedi started
From Carolina where n*ggas spray like graffiti artists
The south n*gga, n*ggas used to think we retarded
And slow as hell, but well well, now we regarded as the n*ggas (yea)
I f*ck with non rapping n*ggas, non clapping n*ggas
n*ggas is real, y'all is action figures (Ha)
Ain’t into acting bigger than I really am
Ain't no two ways around it, motherf*cker I'm the man
Where the beef at?
Back in the days I ain’t even go out for recess
A n*gga don't play, man, I been living okay
Been up in Queens where they 'rid of those foes
And n*ggas GATs got bodies like video hoes
It's J.Cole, you not f*cking with just any old flow
I'm like the '95 Penny, you like Penny '04
No disrespect to my favorite player
n*ggas praying a n*gga never see the day a n*gga rich

[Verse 2: Star Studded]
Yo' we came fully loaded clip, see we be on that sh*t
Yeah I’m all about the grip, my n*gga I never slip
Never snooze my dude I know the rules I cruise on 22s
I paid all of my dues, my juice is so cool
I can freeze up a river
Downin’ bottles of Patrón like I don't need a liver, n*gga
Kush for breakfast, piff for dinner
Your b*tch, I strip her naked, get up in her
Am I THE man? Yes I am
Star Studded, motherf*cker, forward slash He-Man
He mad he can’t do it nothing like we can
We landin', he been driving for the whole weekend
I leave n*gga head split like pecans
You a jackass, and your money short as Wee-Man
Tryna stack cash but I still got my ski mask
n*gga, back, back, promise you don't wanna see that, believe that
The game is f*cked up I can't dig rappin’
I'm about to switch it and start spitting a [?]
All save I made [?] Tall say he'd say, he'd say "Okay"
Now while you go and translate that
I'll be all over the track like a pimp in the light
You n*ggas tend to like baby back, ribs on the rack
Afford the mother baby Mac, hit him with that