Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Then I asked is that really such a bad thing? I look around like do you wanna be another nigga, that ain't never had things? Guess not, last night we pulled up on a nigga at the light like Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air Hands in the air now, hands in the air Father forgive me for me, childish ways I look outside and all the clouds are gray I need your hands to take me, miles away Your wish is my command, my command, my command, but Before you go I've got to, warn you now Whatever goes up surely, must come down And you get your piece but no peace, won't be found So why just take me man, take me man, take me man Your wish is my command, my command, my command - A Tale Of 2 Citiez | J Cole