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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J. Cole
J. Cole
Vocals
Nico Segal
Nico Segal
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Williams Jr.
Jerry Williams Jr.
Songwriter
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Cole
J. Cole
Producer
Juro "Mez" Davis
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mixing Engineer
Dreamville
Dreamville
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
La-la-la-la-la
[Verse 1]
How low are these glass ceilings?
And could I gain what has never before been attained due to this game?
And these invisible chains on me?
How can I reign with these reins on me?
Walked out the house today, it rained on me
Left my umbrella, life is just like the weather
Highs and lows, before yes, a thousand nos
Got an audition, running late again
Can't make the rent, time to get paid again
Weaving through traffic on the 405, hit Sunset
With dreams to be immortalized before the sunset
Got a message for my latest ho, "You're done yet?"
I told her, "No," two hours later though, "You cum yet?"
Grab my jeans, it seems, being far from my dreams
Is temporarily forgotten when she screams, I exit scene
Stare at the clock and know I'm runnin' out of time
Gettin' high and memorizin' lines
[Chorus]
Just like a Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
I'm just a Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
No love for the Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
Just a Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
No love, no love
[Verse 2]
Back home, my **** thuggin', Lil' Ro just got parole
I'ma send them somethin', meanwhile I can't get a role
'Less a **** thuggin', selling dope or pimpin' hoes
And the rent is comin', aye, but my pockets gettin' low
And I'm sick of runnin', I need somethin' for my soul
Is it in a woman? I been fuckin' all these hoes
If I had a woman, plus some wings that I could grow
I would grab my woman, spread my wings and I would go
[Bridge]
So far away, so far away
We'd play whoever we want, yeah
We'd play whoever we want, yeah
So far away, so far away
We'd play whoever we want
We'd play whoever we want, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm just like a Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
No love for the Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
I'm just like a Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
I'm just like a Black man in Hollywood
My ****, don't look up, my ****, my ****, don't look up
Written by: J. Cole, Jerry Williams Jr.
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