Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Little sip
Took a little sip, took a little sip
T-T-Took a little, took a little, took a little sip (uh)
Uh-huh
Ayo, I walked through the valley of the shadow of death
Where niggas hold TECs like they mad at the ref
That's why I keep a cross on my chest, either that or a vest
Do you believe that Eve had Adam in check?
And if so, you gotta expect to sip juice from the forbidden fruit and get loose
Cole is the king, most definite
My little black book thicker than the Old Testament
Niggas pay for head but the pussy sold separate
Same bitch giving brains to the minister
The same reason they call Mr. Cee "the finisher"
Forbidden fruit, watch for the Adam's apple
Slick with words don't hate me, son
What you eat don't make me shit
And who you fuck don't make me cum
Put a price on my head won't make me run
Try to kill me but it can't be done
'Cause my words gon' live forever
You put two and two together Cole here forever
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Bitches come and go (you know that)
Money come and go (you know that)
Love come and go (don't shit last)
Bitches come and go (you know that)
Money come and go (you know that)
Love come and go (don't shit last)
Take a seat baby girl you've been all in my mind
I know I ain't called gotta pardon my grind
Just copped a Maroon 5 no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that nigga kids but she swallowing mine
And that's why you all in my mind
All in my line like caller number nine
'Cause a nigga poppin' like Harlem in the nine
Seven, way before Mase was a reverend
I was a young nigga making A's at 11
Or 12, trying to get that taste of the Heaven
Or Hell
Only time gon' tell
Fuck her while her mama home, "Baby, don't yell"
How many record do a nigga gotta sell
Just to get the cover of the XXL?
Or Fader, fuck your magazine hater
When I say that I'm the greatest, I ain't talking about later
I'ma drop the album the same day as Kanye
Just to show the Boyz the man now like Wanyá
And I don't mean no disrespect, I praise legends
But this what's next, the boy sick, can't disinfect
Life's a bitch and her pussy's wet
My clip is loaded and this the kiss of, death, blah
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom)
Bitches come and go (you know that)
Money come and go (you know that)
Love come and go (don't shit last)
Bitches come and go (you know that)
Money come and go (you know that)
Love come and go (don't shit last)
Don't shit last, and you know that
Went to hell, got hot didn't melt
The only man above me is God himself
All these other niggas is below me
Word to Phife, Q-Tip, Ali, and Jarobi
What up Queens?
Cole is the King and you know that
Started with a dollar and a dream, and you know that
Never give a bird bitch a ring, you should know that
Bitch, bitch
That should be my new ad-lib (bitch)
I got a new one, I finally got a cool ad lib
Be at all the shows everybody be like, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Or you can do the low cool shit, bitch
Yo, yo, yo pull over right here, right here, here you go
Yeah, pull over right here, to the right
Pull over, pull over, pull over, pull over
Aight, look, look, park right here I'ma be out, it'll be like 30 minutes tops
It'll be like 30 minutes, I'll be right back out, aight
Bitches come and go, bitches come and
Yo, yo what up? What's poppin'? I'm back, I'm back
Yo you got that piece ready for me, that Jesus piece?
Nah the gold, the rose gold joint, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, let me see that
Oh, shit what is that some
What's, what the fuck is that? Platinum?
Is that? What's that chain right there?
Is that-ss-ss white gold? That's platinum?
Is that plat, well, niggas doing platinum again?
Niggas doing, niggas ain't even through with platinum yet right, oh shit 'bout to make
Yo, I'm trying to bring that shit back, kill these niggas
Let me see that one too, the what, the watch, the platinum watch
About This Song
"Forbidden Fruit" is a sensual and introspective track that uses biblical allegory to explore temptation, desire, and moral conflict in relationships. J. Cole employs the Garden of Eden metaphor throughout, with the "forbidden fruit" representing both physical attraction and the dangerous allure of situations that may lead to personal downfall. The song features a smooth, atmospheric production with jazz-influenced instrumentation that creates an intimate yet ominous mood, perfectly complementing the themes of seduction and consequence. Kendrick Lamar's guest verse adds another layer of complexity, examining similar themes of temptation and moral struggle from his perspective. The track stands out on "Born Sinner" for its sophisticated wordplay and mature exploration of adult relationships, showcasing J. Cole's ability to blend biblical imagery with contemporary hip-hop storytelling. It represents a deeper, more contemplative side of Cole's artistry, addressing the tension between desire and wisdom that defines much of human experience.
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