Blow Up
J. Cole Lyrics


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Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Yeah, hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Ha, bitch, I'm about to blow up
Bitch, I'm about to blow up

Hey I came up
I warmed up the next up
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Now don't it sound legendary
Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried
This for niggas who ain't satisfied with secondary
This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary
Uh, I'm blowing and bitch I'm still me
But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me?
Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I'm starring in this bitch and yeah I write the show
Fuck the haters, I'm headed to the place you like to go
They say: "What you fighting for? The game is on life support"
And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short

Bitch, I'm about to blow up
Look, I'm about to blow up
Yeah, got to the club early just to get in free
And wait for hoes to show up
But now it's bottles at them tables, bring the models boy
I'm about to po' up
Uh ha, you know what
Bitch, I'm about to blow up
Left side, left side
Right side, right side
Left side, left side, hey
Bitch, I'm about to blow up

Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Yeah, hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey, hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Bitch, I'm about to blow up

Mama said I should reconsider law school
That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful
Hell nah, got a degree, but what that cost you?
You make a good salary just to pay Sally Mae
That's real as ever
Ducking bill collectors like Jehovah's witness
When they showed up at your door at Christmas
Was broke as dishes tryna let it go
Hit the club she drop it low
Lower than my credit score
Account overdraft what I got this debit for
So much debt it got me drinking, thinking "Bitch I better blow"
I better blow
These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle
You border like Mexico
Hey, baby girl, what it look like
And where ya head at
And what ya cook like
She said where ya bread at
And what your whip like
You ain't got one or the other well, brother, goodnight

Bitch, I'm about to blow up
Look, I'm about to blow up
Yeah, got to the club early just to get in free
And wait for hoes to show up
But now it's bottles at them tables, bring the models boy
I'm about to po' up
Uh ha, you know what
Bitch, I'm about to blow up
Left side, left side
Right side, right side
Left side, left side, hey
Bitch, I'm about to blow up

Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Yeah, hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey, hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Bitch, I'm about to blow up

Praise God, it's hard to stay spiritual
How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles
You mean to tell me everything gon be fine
If I call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
Well damn, why ain't you say so?
Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
I saved her number just in case but now it's case closed
To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
You'll never be me partner so it don't fucking matter
You try to be and your career will see funerals
And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful
Then maybe you could blow up
And maybe you could blow up




Shit, but you know what?
For now, bitch, I'm about to blow up

Overall Meaning

J. Cole's song "Blow Up" is a song for his haters, where he challenges his doubters and non-believers by expressing that he is about to become the next big thing. The song begins with J. Cole addressing his haters, acknowledging how they have made him feel the greatest. He is about to blow up and is confident that he will make it. In the first verse, he raps about his journey to where he is right now in his career. He mentions how he did not settle for being secondary, which is for those who are not satisfied with their position. J. Cole talks about the cost of living your dreams and how everything that glitters isn't gold.


In the second verse, J. Cole reflects on his past struggles, such as the pressure from his mother to consider law school. He mentions paying Sally Mae, debt, and his credit score, relating to the everyday struggles of the common people that the song resonated with. He also makes references to the bill collectors and how he was broke and had to let go of his finances. In the third verse of the song, J. Cole raps about the hypocrisy of religious on TV selling miracles, making ridiculous claims that everything is going to be fine if one buys in. He finishes the verse by addressing other rappers who copy his work and remind them that they can be themselves, but he will always be one step ahead, about to blow up.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, this is a song for my haters
This song is dedicated to all my haters who doubted that I would ever make it.


Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Despite all the hate, I have persevered and am now feeling like the greatest.


Ha, bitch, I'm about to blow up
I am about to become famous and successful, despite what my haters may have thought.


Hey I came up
I have finally become successful after years of hard work.


I warmed up the next up
I have paved the way for the next generation of artists to follow in my footsteps.


Bitch I'm about to blow up
I am on the verge of becoming incredibly famous.


Now don't it sound legendary
My success is so great that it will go down in history as legendary.


Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried
My success has surpassed even death itself, and will continue to inspire future generations.


This for niggas who ain't satisfied with secondary
This is for those who want to be more than just average, who strive for success and greatness.


This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary
This is for women who want to be more than just secretaries, who want to make a name for themselves.


Uh, I'm blowing and bitch I'm still me
Despite all my success, I am still the same person and have not let fame change me.


But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me?
Despite my success, there are still sacrifices I have had to make to achieve my dreams.


Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
Success is not always what it seems and comes with its own set of challenges.


Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
Although material possessions do not bring true happiness, they can still bring a sense of freedom and power.


I'm starring in this bitch and yeah I write the show
I am in control of my own success and am the star of my own story.


Fuck the haters, I'm headed to the place you like to go
I am so successful that I can even go to places that my haters frequent, and not care what they think.


They say: "What you fighting for? The game is on life support"
Some people question why I am working so hard in a dying industry, but I am determined to succeed anyways.


And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short
The recent death of Gary Coleman has reminded me that life is short and that I need to make the most of it.


Yeah, got to the club early just to get in free
I used to struggle to even get into clubs, let alone afford drinks.


And wait for hoes to show up
I used to wait around hoping that girls would show up and notice me.


But now it's bottles at them tables, bring the models boy
Now I am successful enough to buy bottles at VIP tables and attract beautiful models.


I'm about to po' up
I am about to pour myself a drink.


You know what
You know what I mean.


Mama said I should reconsider law school
My mother suggested that I should go to law school instead of pursuing music.


That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful
If I went to law school, I would have to give up my creative integrity and morals to become successful.


Hell nah, got a degree, but what that cost you?
I have a degree, but the cost of student loans has made me question if it was even worth it.


You make a good salary just to pay Sally Mae
I make a decent salary, but most of it goes towards paying off my student loans.


That's real as ever
This is the reality of the situation, and it is not easy.


Ducking bill collectors like Jehovah's witness
I am constantly avoiding bill collectors who are hounding me for money.


When they showed up at your door at Christmas
It is especially hard when debt collectors show up during the holiday season.


Was broke as dishes tryna let it go
I was extremely broke and struggling to make ends meet.


Hit the club she drop it low
I went to the club to forget my problems and saw a girl dancing provocatively.


Lower than my credit score
The girl was dancing lower than my low credit score.


Account overdraft what I got this debit for
I have overdrawn my bank account and am struggling to make ends meet.


So much debt it got me drinking, thinking "Bitch I better blow"
My debt is driving me to drink, and making me more determined than ever to become successful.


These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle
Women are not interested in men who do not have a car.


You border like Mexico
You are on the border of being successful and failure, like the US-Mexico border.


Hey, baby girl, what it look like
Hey, girl, what do you look like?


And where ya head at
What are you thinking about?


And what ya cook like
What can you make to eat?


She said where ya bread at
Where is your money?


And what your whip like
What kind of car do you drive?


You ain't got one or the other well, brother, goodnight
If you do not have either a lot of money or a nice car, I am not interested in you.


Praise God, it's hard to stay spiritual
It is hard to remain true to your values and morals when you are surrounded by temptation and success.


How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles
It is frustrating to see people on TV making money off of selling false miracles to those in need.


You mean to tell me everything gon be fine
Are you really telling me that everything will be okay if I buy into your scam?


If I call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
Are you really expecting me to pay almost $30 to hear your fake promises?


Well damn, why ain't you say so?
If it was that easy, why didn't you just tell me?


Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos
Here is my money, take it and pray for more.


And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
Please remove my phone number from the phones of these fake women.


I saved her number just in case but now it's case closed
I used to have a girl's number just in case, but now I am done with her.


To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
To those trying to copy my style and content.


You'll never be me partner so it don't fucking matter
You will never be as good as me, so it does not matter that you are copying me.


You try to be and your career will see funerals
If you try to copy me, your career will fail, and you will not make it.


And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful
You should stay true to yourself and your own style, then your music will be beautiful.


Then maybe you could blow up
If you stay true to yourself and work hard, maybe you could become successful.


And maybe you could blow up
It is possible for anyone to become successful if they work hard and stay true to themselves.


Shit, but you know what?
But, you know what I mean?


For now, bitch, I'm about to blow up
Right now, I am about to become incredibly famous and successful.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE MUSIC GOES ROUND
Written by: Jan Akkerman, Jermaine Cole, Thijs Van Leer

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@EthanPratola

Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Yeah, hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Ha, bitch I'm about to blow up
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Hey I came up
I warmed up the next up
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Now don't it sound legendary
Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried
This for niggas who ain't satisfied with secondary
This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary
Uh, I'm blowing and bitch I'm still me
But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me?
Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I'm starring in this bitch and yeah I write the show
Fuck the haters, I'm headed to the place you like to go
They say: "What you fighting for? The game is on life support"
And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Look I'm about to blow up
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
And wait for hoes to show up
But now it's bottles at them tables, bring the models boy
I'm about to po' up
Uh ha, you know what
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Left side, left side
Right side, right side
Left side, left side, hey!
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Yeah, hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Momma said I should reconsider law school
That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful
Hell naw, got a degree, but what that cost you?
You make a good salary just to pay Sally Mae
That's real as ever
Ducking bill collectors like Jehovah's witness
When they showed up at your door at Christmas
Was broke as dishes tryna let it go
Hit the club she drop it low
Lower than my credit score
Account overdraft what I got this debit for
So much debt it got me drinking, thinking "Bitch I better blow"
I better blow
These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle
You border like Mexico
Hey baby girl what it look like
And where ya head at
And what ya cook like
She said where ya bread at
And what your whip like
You ain't got one or the other well brother good night
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Look I'm about to blow up
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
And wait for hoes to show up
But now it's bottles at them tables, bring the models boy
I'm about to po' up
Uh ha, you know what
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Left side, left side
Right side, right side
Left side, left side, hey!
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest
Yeah, hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Praise God, it's hard to stay spiritual
How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles
You mean to tell me everything gon be fine
If I call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
Well damn, why ain't you say so?
Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
I saved her number just in case but now it's case closed
To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
You'll never be me partner so it don't fucking matter
You try to be and your career will see funerals
And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful
Then maybe you could blow up
And maybe you could blow up
Shit, but you know what?
For now, bitch I'm about to blow up



@guru_lakhima

Lyrics

[Intro]
La, la la la, la la la

[Chorus]
Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
Hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest
Ha, bitch I'm about to blow up

[Bridge]
Uh-huh, say what?
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Hey, I came up, I warmed up, the next up
Bitch I'm about to blow up
[Verse 1]
Huh, uh, now don’t it sound legendary?
Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried
This for niggas who ain't satisfied with secondary
This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary
Uh, I’m blowing up, and bitch, I’m still me
But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me?
Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I’m starring in this bitch, and yeah, I write the show
Fuck the haters, I’m headed to the place you like to go
They say, "What you fighting for?" The game is on life support
And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch I’m about to blow up
Look I’m about to blow up
Yeah, got to the club early
Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up
Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables
Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up
Uh-huh, you know what?
Huh, bitch I’m about to blow up (La)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Bitch I'm about to blow up (La la la)
[Hook]
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Bitch I'm about to blow up)
Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
(Ha, said I'm about to blow up)
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Uh-huh, bitch I'm about to blow up)
Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
Bitch I’m about to blow up

[Verse 2]
Mama say I should reconsider law school
That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful
Hell naw, got a degree, but what that cost you?
You make a good salary just to pay Sallie Mae
That's real as ever, ducking bill collectors like Jehovah’s witness
When they showed up at your door at Christmas
Was broke as dishes, tryna let it go
Hit the club, she drop it low, lower than my credit score
Account overdraft, what I got this debit for?
So much debt, it got me drinking, thinking "Bitch I better blow"
I better blow, these hoes ain't checking
For no nigga with no vehicle, you border like Mexico
Heh, hey baby girl, what it look like?
And where ya head at? And what ya cook like?
She said, "Where your bread at? Or what your whip like?
You ain't got one or the other, well brother, good night"
[Pre-Hook]
Bitch I’m about to blow up
Look I’m about to blow up
Yeah, got to the club early
Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up
Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables
Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up
Uh-huh, you know what?
Huh, bitch I’m about to blow up (La)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Bitch I'm about to blow up (La la la)

[Hook]
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Bitch I'm about to blow up)
Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
(Ha, said I'm about to blow up)
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Look I'm about to blow up)
Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
Bitch I’m about to blow up

[Verse 3]
Praise God, it’s hard to stay spiritual
How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles?
You mean to tell me everything goin be fine
If I call your hotline and pay $29.99? (Shit)
Well damn, why ain't you say so?
Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed
To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fuckin' matter
You try to be and your career will see funerals
And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful
Then maybe you can blow up
And maybe you can blow up
Shit, but you know what?
For now, bitch I’m about to blow up



@IdanTii

[Intro]
La, la la la, la la la

[Hook]
Hey, this is a song for my haters
Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
Hey, this is a song for my haters
Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest
Ha, bitch I'm about to blow up

[Bridge]
Uh-huh, say what?
Bitch I'm about to blow up
Hey, I came up, I warmed up, the next up
Bitch I'm about to blow up

[Verse 1]
Huh, uh, now don’t it sound legendary?
Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried
This for niggas who ain't satisfied with secondary
This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary
Uh, I’m blowing up, and bitch, I’m still me
But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me?
Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I’m starring in this bitch, and yeah, I write the show
Fuck the haters, I’m headed to the place you like to go
They say, "What you fighting for?" The game is on life support
And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short

[Pre-Hook]
Bitch I’m about to blow up
Look I’m about to blow up
Yeah, got to the club early
Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up
Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables
Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up
Uh-huh, you know what?
Huh, bitch I’m about to blow up (La)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Bitch I'm about to blow up (La la la)

[Hook]
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Bitch I'm about to blow up)
Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
(Ha, said I'm about to blow up)
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Uh-huh, bitch I'm about to blow up)
Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
Bitch I’m about to blow up

[Verse 2]
Mama say I should reconsider law school
That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful
Hell naw, got a degree, but what that cost you?
You make a good salary just to pay Sally Mae
That's real as ever, ducking bill collectors like Jehovah’s witness
When they showed up at your door at Christmas
Was broke as dishes, tryna let it go
Hit the club, she drop it low, lower than my credit score
Account overdraft, what I got this debit for?
So much debt, it got me drinking, thinking "Bitch I better blow"
I better blow, these hoes ain't checking
For no nigga with no vehicle, you border like Mexico
Heh, hey baby girl, what it look like?
And where ya head at? And what ya cook like?
She said, "Where your bread at? Or what your whip like?
You ain't got one or the other, well brother, good night"

[Pre-Hook]
Bitch I’m about to blow up
Look I’m about to blow up
Yeah, got to the club early
Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up
Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables
Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up
Uh-huh, you know what?
Huh, bitch I’m about to blow up (La)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la)
Left side, left side, hey (La la la)
Bitch I'm about to blow up (La la la)

[Hook]
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Bitch I'm about to blow up)
Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
(Ha, said I'm about to blow up)
Hey, this is a song for my haters
(Look I'm about to blow up)
Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah
Bitch I’m about to blow up

[Verse 3]
Praise God, it’s hard to stay spiritual
How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles?
You mean to tell me everything goin be fine
If I call your hotline and pay $29.99? (Shit)
Well damn, why ain't you say so?
Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes
I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed
To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter
You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fuckin' matter
You try to be and your career will see funerals
And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful
Then maybe you can blow up
And maybe you can blow up
Shit, but you know what?
For now, bitch I’m about to blow up



All comments from YouTube:

@dside84

Even a better song to listen to while you are playing the game of life itself and are trying to make something out of yourself.

@JimmyStruthers1000

Perfection💯

@-LG_

Real Shit

@HtheKing

Well you made something of yourself by now?

@abshah091

US BRO US

@leonhunter1002

I remember in 2011, I was freshman in college in Atl and I had never heard of Cole before. This was not only the first song I heard from him but i saw him perform it at the Bet Hip Hop awards. I was so captivated by his performance, I had to look him up. I began listening to his mixtapes and said back then that he would be greatest rapper out. Present day, it's January 1st 2020 and Cole has become one of the greatest rappers of our generation. To see how far he's come from 2011 until now is truly amazing.

@EthanPratola

What got me was Friday Night Lights

@ImBritoEric

Yes sir working hard and smart takes you far

@ScottishShit

Perhaps not only the greatest of our generation but the greatest of all time

@smoothtexasguy8101

I was a freshman in highschool

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