Motiv8
J. Cole Lyrics


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You really wanna know who Superman is?
Watch this, pow!
I like him
I think he's pretty cool
He's my idol

I can't have no sympathy for fuck niggas
All this shit I've seen done made my blood thicker
Spill promethazine inside a double cup
Double up my cream, now that's a Double Stuff, yeah
Please don't hit my phone if it ain't 'bout no commas
Keep the peace like Dali Lama, big body Hummers
Backin' out the parkin' spot and though the law be on him
He exempt, Shawn Kemp, he keep that .40 on him
Go!

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), mo-
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), mo-
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

Too many times I swallowed my pride
I'm crackin' a smile, I'm dyin' inside
My demons are close, I'm tryin' to hide (Get Money)
I'm poppin' a pill, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm

Woah, suddenly, I feel like takin' a PJ
Fly to D.R. on a weekday, eatin' ceviche
With like half of a mili' inside of my briefcase
A couple of freaks play
And they don't speak ingles
But the money is somethin' that they could comprende
And I got bread like I'm Green Day
I come around and their heads turn
Used to like bitches with hair permed
Now I like it "natural, actual, factual"
Naps and shit, bougie, still do ratchet shit
Not afraid to pass the clip
Before I make the ratchet spit, blaow!

Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), mo-
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), mo-
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

Too many times I swallowed my pride
I'm crackin' a smile, I'm dyin' inside
My demons are close, I'm tryin' to hide
I'm poppin' a pill, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
I'm





Get money
Get money

Overall Meaning

In J. Cole's song Motiv8, the lyrics seem to focus on materialism, specifically the pursuit of wealth and money. The opening lines offer a voice sample declaring admiration for Superman, suggesting Cole's desire to be seen as a hero like Superman. The first verse delves into themes of violence, drug use, and the importance of money in his life, with lines about thickened blood because of violence seen in his life, and the double up of money through selling drugs. The chorus, which is repeated several times throughout the song, is a call to motivate and get money, further emphasizing the importance of wealth.


The second verse showcases a change in atmosphere and mood, beginning with a sample of Cole's own voice mentioning a desire to escape to the Dominican Republic. The verse then moves into more lines about the importance of wealth and materialism, with mentions of briefcases filled with money, and the ability to speak another language like Spanish, which is tied to the attraction of foreign women. The chorus returns, again showcasing the emphasis on financial success, with the addition of lines about controlling personal demons through the use of drugs to feel more alive.


Overall, J. Cole's Motiv8 is a song that highlights his desire for financial success and the lengths he is willing to go to achieve it, including selling drugs and turning to substance use to escape his inner demons. The repeated use of the chorus as a call to motivate and get money, coupled with the themes of violence and drug use, suggests a darker side to the pursuit of wealth.


Line by Line Meaning

You really wanna know who Superman is? Watch this, pow!
I'm so confident in myself that I'll show you just how powerful I am, just like Superman.


I like him, I think he's pretty cool, He's my idol
I respect and admire this person deeply and strive to be like them.


I can't have no sympathy for fuck niggas
I don't have any pity or understanding for people who engage in deceitful, dishonest, or unloyal behavior.


All this shit I've seen done made my blood thicker
The experiences I've had witnessing negative behavior and violence have made me stronger and more resistant to those negative influences.


Spill promethazine inside a double cup, Double up my cream, now that's a Double Stuff, yeah
I indulge in drugs to the point where I want to double the pleasure and impact of the high for maximum enjoyment.


Please don't hit my phone if it ain't 'bout no commas
I am only interested in making money, so please don't waste my time if you're not calling me to discuss financial matters.


Keep the peace like Dali Lama, big body Hummers
I strive for inner peace and enlightenment like the Dalai Lama, but I also enjoy the luxuries and status symbols of a wealthy rapper.


Backin' out the parkin' spot and though the law be on him, He exempt, Shawn Kemp, he keep that .40 on him
Even though there may be legal consequences for his actions, he feels exempt and protected by the power of his fame and status, just like former NBA player Shawn Kemp who carried a gun for protection.


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I am driven and motivated to make as much money as possible through my music success.


Too many times I swallowed my pride, I'm crackin' a smile, I'm dyin' inside, My demons are close, I'm tryin' to hide (Get Money), I'm poppin' a pill, I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive, I'm feelin' alive
Despite my inner struggles and demons, I am willing to do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means compromising my mental and physical health by using drugs to feel 'alive.'


Woah, suddenly, I feel like takin' a PJ, Fly to D.R. on a weekday, eatin' ceviche, With like half of a mili' inside of my briefcase, A couple of freaks play, And they don't speak ingles, But the money is somethin' that they could comprende, And I got bread like I'm Green Day, I come around and their heads turn
I am wealthy enough to spontaneously take private jets to exotic destinations, enjoy luxurious meals with beautiful women who don't even speak my language, and make an impact on the locals with the amount of money I have.


Used to like bitches with hair permed, Now I like it 'natural, actual, factual,' Naps and shit, bougie, still do ratchet shit, Not afraid to pass the clip, Before I make the ratchet spit, blaow!
I have evolved in my preferences for women towards a preference for natural-looking hair, but I still engage in both high-class and low-class behavior, and even carry a gun for protection when necessary.


Get money
My one and only goal is to accumulate as much wealth as possible.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Written by: Jermaine Cole, Christopher Wallace, James Bedford, Roy Ayers, Kimberly Jones, Sylvia Striplin, JAMES BEDFORD JR., JERMAINE L. COLE, LAMON PORTER, SYLVIA DENISE STRIPLIN

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