The Climb Back Lyrics - J. Cole

Are you doin’ this work to facilitate growth or to become famous?
Which is more important?
Getting or letting go?
You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything)
You can do anything, anything you can do (You can do anything)

Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take ‘fore you smile
This is that come back to life shit
My ni**as pick me up and we gon’ light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my ni**a found dead too soon

Yeah
To the left of that decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8 appoints
And you’ll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My ni**as shoot first as if they never played the point, more two guards
Enough straps to fill four U-Hauls
More death than World War II caused around these parts
We pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin’
I ain’t been sleep yet, it’s ten in the morning
I’m sendin’ a warnin’, a problem with me is like the BET hip hop awards
I’m startin’ to see you ni**as don’t want it
I’m sick of this flauntin’, from ni**as I know for sho’ ain’t got mo’ dough than Cole
Trash rappers, ass backwards, tryna go toe to toe
We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole, to blast at ya
Bass masters, look how they tote a pole
Gotta know the ropes and the protocol
Or they gon for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code
Made a lil’ tune called “Foldin’ Clothes,” and a ni**a still ain’t known to fold
Under pressure, well you know what Cole do
Make a diamond, they just rhymin’, me, I’m quotin’ gold
One phone call get you canceled like a homophobe
In this PC culture, address me as the G.O.A.T
Like they call Chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a f**kin’ three piece sofa
I’m known as the chosen one
Another dead body lay frozen that’s how it go sometimes
When ni**as weighin’ coke and not the pro’s and cons
Well I ain’t with that sleepin’ underground like a gopher, so I go for mines

Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take ‘fore you smile
This is that come back to life shit
My ni**as pick me up and we gon light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my ni**a found dead too soon
Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)

Survival at all costs, everyday ni**as get logged off
Bodies get hauled off
Passin’ a funeral procession while holdin’ my breath in the car I thought
At times, it be feelin the devil be winnin’ but do that mean God lost?
Just got off the phone with my ni**a, he back in the kennel, my dog lost
I brought him round close to me
Before but he
Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we’d meet
I slowly peeped jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me
Like on the low, he feelin’ like in my shoes is where he supposed to be
I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind, it felt
Like lettin’ a ni**a come sleep on your couch but he eatin’ up all yo’ groceries
My ni**a repeated this quote to me, I felt its potency
Said, “Most of these ni**as gon’ hang themselves, just give ’em the rope and see”
Shit, I heeded that, and what got showed to me
Was screamin’ that, some ni**as you gotta leave em back unfortunately
We seen the trap, ni**as be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap as often as the Genius app misquotin’ me
Meanwhile, I see that yo’ diamonds is glistenin’
I’m glad that you shinin’ but need I remind you my ni**as is dimin’ and nickelin’
Scrapin’ up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committin’ it
Just to get by for a limited time, the steepest of mountains they tryna climb
I’m here tryna find the derivative
You ni**as don’t feel me, you see the clout
You don’t see the real me
If I was sick, you ni**as wouldn’t heal me
Therefore I’m healin’ myself, gettin’ in tune with my God
Slowly revealin’ myself, buildin’ my wealth
A ni**a touch mine, I’ma kill ’em myself, trust me

Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile
This is that come back to life shit
My ni**as pick me up and we gon light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my ni**a found dead too soon
Now I know why they call it blue moon (Yeah)

Bi**h, I’m back outside, ni**a
I’m back outside
I’m back outside
Bi**h, I’m back outside
Everybody mentions suicide prevention
Man, they even made a hotline
To call up when there’s tension but I got a question
What about a f**kin’ homicide?
Need a number for my ni**as to call
Whenever there’s a urge to get triggers involved
Need a number for my ni**as to call
Whenever there’s a urge to get triggers involved