Looking For Trouble Lyrics - J. Cole

Re-Up Gang Pusha 

(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble) 

But you found it muthafucker 

Yes 

All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses 

shoveling that devils angel up they noses 

never let jail turn my shine into Moses 

couldnt cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes 

panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster 

backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur 

killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her 

Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted posters 

the audacity, war brings casualty 

bitch have my son before I face that tragedy 

ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi 

R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse 

Gone!!! 

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(You seek out problems) 

(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble) 

But you found it motherfucker 

Im here, its the misogyny 

bad bitches massaging me 

sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges 

so please dont judge me, ugh, for the following 

fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling 

take of that Givenchy and lets get raunchy 

I have your face looking all Captain Cruncy 

the devil stay testing 

cause when you chase the pussy its a sin 

but if it falls in your lap its a blessing 

soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing 

French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive 

had used the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers) 

Photos 

Cyhi, Cyhi, Yeah 

boy, we looking for trouble 

maybe if we wasnt black then we wouldnt have struggled 

player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my huddle 

they cook and I smuggle 

got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle 

so Im running through them circles, 

boy Im looking like Knuckles 

look at my knuckles, got the in cause niggas was looking 

Ive tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle 

dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive tooken a couple 

feds asking niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal 

cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the bubble 

with a tall model broad like I took her from Russell 

didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle 

Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts 

aint nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh 

but now Im eating off of rather yellow gold 

exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes 

but dont get it confused when I rap these mellow flows 

cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road 

GOOD, I do it 

B.I.G. Sean Don nigga 

(But you found it mutherfucker) 

bitch 

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking ounces 

marijuana mountains, drinks youre not pronouncing 

three chains on, I dont need no bouncers 

nothing less than a G stacks in my trousers 

(Boy) 

new double-Ds smashed in her blouses 

fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses) 

my nigga, we rent houses 

so many wedding rings lost in them couches 

Im just a Westside lover 

I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber 

this is showtime, showtime, boy 

I hope you set the DVR 

stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR 

Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne 

so now Im snapping like yo ass just finished a poem 

does he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake? 

meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you aint 

consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime 

a killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime 

greet me wit a middle finger when you see me 

its cool, cause I cant see yo ass from this side of the TV muthafucker 

Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one 

what you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones 

down played me to downgrade me like they dont notice son 

your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in em 

fucking hoes while teaching niggas to hold your sons 

this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Josephs son 

high as fuck with a cold flow and a loaded gun 

never say Im better than Hov, but Im the closest one 

heard you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to run? 

yo bitch invited me inside her, aint I supposed to cum? 

got niggas thatll blow your tee off, put a hole in one 

now you outside of heavens gate, fronting like you know someone 

talking hard, but yall still aint push me 

they say you are what you eat, and I still aint pussy 

fuck it, everybody can get it 

when youre this hot, everybodys a critic 

but when youre this high everybodys a midget 

all this mean mugging from niggas that mean nothing 

could it be my position is one that you dreamed of? 

went from quarter to broke to half past rich 

with my badass bitch 

and you dont want no problems on some math class shit 

so check the young genius out 

fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout 

I thought that real shit is what you been fiending bout 

what you been praying for? What you been screaming bout? 

ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout