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Die Together is a track by J. Cole, taken from the album “2014 Forest Hills Drive (10 Year Anniversary Edition)”, released December 20, 2024 on Cole World/Interscope Records. It runs 3:44 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.

Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Intro, January 28th, Wet Dreamz. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.

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[Intro] Uh Ayy Da-da-da (Woo) Uh, huh [Verse 1] Now, I'm addicted to the shit like it was nicotine The streets have got me overdosin' on adrenaline Like it was lean, promethazine, have I become a fiend? My nigga caught up with that girl, this ain't no summer fling Know what I mean? Can't use the phone 'cause niggas listening Them boys be talkin' shit, well, bitch, I got that Listerine That pistol gleamin' in the sun 'cause beef is interesting (What you say, nigga? The **** you say, nigga?) A quarter pounder get a nigga blown to smithereens (**** you say, nigga?) My mama asked me what that drama 'bout and I don't lie I said, "A little bit of money and a lot of pride" I swear to God I cry when I look in my daughter eye I'm thinkin' if I die tonight, I never taught her how to ride a bike And how to fight if niggas clownin' on her I gotta call my nigga Rallo from around the corner He came up on a pound of Mary straight from California Let's blow an ounce and move the rest, we bag it up, you do the rest Okay, I'm comin' over quick, got hip for my nigga, this is it Don't know how he came up on it, must've probably hit a lick Now, I don't ask no ****in' questions, all I do is take my blessings to the strip Make her flip, no more struggling, no more stressing 'Cause my baby need some Pampers and her daddy need a Buick Ain't no future for a felon and there ain't that much more to it Why I do it? I feed my baby girl and then we lie together I'm starin' at her, swear I hope we ****in' die together [Chorus] Die, die together (Nina? Nina?) Die together (Who loves you?) I swear I hope we ****in' die together (Daddy loves you) Die together (One day, I'ma buy you everything you want) Die together I swear I hope we ****in' die together (We're gonna have a big house, you're gonna have a big room) (Die together) Die together Die together (You're all I got in this world) I swear I hope we ****in' die together (Daddy gotta go find a real job) (Die together) Die together (I'ma drop you off with Mommy, I'm gonna pick you up next week, okay?) Die together I swear I hope we ****in' die together [Verse 2] 3 in the mornin' and I'm wide awake, yawnin' A couple pulls got me zonin' Somethin' tell me check my phone and I see a message Five missed calls, they all from Rallo, right away, I check it (Ra', Ra', call me the **** back) He stressin', he breathin' heavy, tellin' me to call him ASAP (Hit me back) I dial him right back, like, "What the **** goin' on?" He's goin' on about them trees that we sold and how we need to get low Some niggas lookin' for us out here in the streets 'cause they know That shit we sold ain't belong to us, they wanna sing a song for us For ****in' up they money, nigga said it won't be long for us I tell him, "I ain't scared, I ain't know it was theirs But if they talkin' like that, nigga, make sure that you strapped" (Click) Hung up the phone as I sat there alone Wishin' I can wipe the slate clean with dreams of a home With picket fence and yard big enough for Nina to roam Lord, tell me, is it too late to grow? I need to know (Shit) Few hours pass, I need to go and pick my daughter up Her mama gotta work today, she tells me, "Look for work today" (You need to go find a job today) I said, "Okay," I strapped the cutie pie into the baby seat She love to spend the day with me, she startin' to learn the ABCs I drive away and see my distant future as a married man Way out in the suburbs with no pistols and no worryin' One day, I'll send my baby girl to college where she'll find a man And he gon' put a ring up on her hand, but I'll be damned [Outro] **** you, **** you ****, let's go, let's go, let's go ****, man Ah, shit Nina? Nina? Nina? Oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ****

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More from 2014 Forest Hills Drive (10 Year Anniversary Edition)

Full tracklist

  1. 01 Intro E 2:09
  2. 02 January 28th E 4:02
  3. 03 Wet Dreamz E 3:59
  4. 04 03’ Adolescence E 4:24
  5. 05 A Tale Of 2 Citiez E 4:29
  6. 06 Fire Squad E 4:48
  7. 07 St. Tropez E 4:17
  8. 08 G.O.M.D E 5:01
  9. 09 No Role Modelz E 4:52
  10. 10 Hello E 3:39
  11. 11 Apparently E 4:53
  12. 12 Love Yourz E 3:31

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