World Is Empty

Yeah, it's Cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Carolina, where I made it from

Cole world, no blanket, son

Girls fast how Jamaicans run

Puffing on the city where the Lakers from: L-A, L-A, la la

So high, everything is a "ha ha" for me

Dreaming of the days of a drop 500

And a bad bitch that'll go to Popeyes for me

You can never tell me that I'm not hungry

If you ever felt what's inside my tummy

My mind wondering now, is my time running out?

Is the Lord up top with a stop watch for me?

Hope not, hope not, hope not, hope not

(My world is empty without you, babe)

Yeah, just trying to make it, my nigga

(My world is empty without you)

Yeah, yeah

A wise nigga told me don't chase that cash

Follow your heart, you'll make that fast

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

Or does she wish to erase that past?

Got a nigga in her face, just gassed

Like "Baby girl, why you take this path?"

Stack in his hand, tryna make that last

All she thinking 'bout is how to take his last

Rub titties in his face and laugh

Gotta try not to look fake, in fact

A little more money, like a few more 20's

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

Okay, he's gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

"This ain't the life for you, baby, let me take you out of here

'cause..."

(My world is empty without you, babe)

Yeah, she like "nigga, yeah right"

(My world is empty without you)

"You know how much motherfucking money I'm making?"

Yeah, my niggas sit back, blowing the L

Only getting high 'cause we closer to hell

Niggas tryna live like Hova, but well

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Hustle hard in the snow, in the hail

Hit the block like a postman with mail

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My mom broke, but she posted the bail

Someway, somehow

Nigga feeling like the sun down even when the sun up

Hear the sound out the window of the gun bust

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

But this how niggas was brung up

A mother just trying to raise her son up

'Til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

And the Governor couldn't give one fuck

While she singing

(My world is empty without you, babe)

Damn, told you niggas "Cole world, no blanket"

(My world is empty without you)

Tough luck, yeah