Coolin'
Yeah
I'm with a couple of niggas who done caught a couple of bodies
Gang in this bitch, when I'm spinning
I always got someone besides me
Coolin as usual still be on point
Incase anyone try me
Hit a spliff after fuckin a thotty
Went to bed and woke up to a homi
Smell like smoke, I said momma I'm sorry
Don't got a girl but Mary Jane got me
And my sis put me onto a baddie
Lookin at the way this spliff has me
I'm coolin, coolin
Taking shots like you trigger happy
I'm coolin, coolin
Coolin', coolin', yeah yeah
Nigga I laugh at the hate
I don't give a fuck what a fuck nigga say
Okay
My nigga got a mask with his K
Run up with a flag on his face
Hit a nigga broad day
Once you get involved in this shit
Ain't no way to cast it away
Niggas passing away
You probably don't know but them
Killers in the hood been past where you stay
For the past couple days
I had to really go tell niggas son
Act like a opp you get dealt with like one
The swagger, the lingo, the shit that I spit
Let niggas know they can tell where I'm from
I try to stay the fuck outta the mix
Still I check in just to make sure it's love
Wait for the word when they tell me it's good
After that niggas lit in the hood
College kid with my head in the books
On the mic rippin shit as I should
Workin nights just to save up some breesh
Tryna go from makin moves that I could
To makin moves that could change up my life
Accomplishment plus confidence
Got my real friends real proud of me
While the fake front like they was ridin since
Like, you was with me wearing diapers in '96
I don't owe ya'll shit
Asking for fronts that I wouldn't give if I was rich
Got a lot going for myself
Tell me why a nigga not coolin
The love I get is really something else
Why in the world would I stop music
Shit I never thought I'd overcome
Once I got the strength a nigga got through it
Started calling all my loses lessons
Since then I never stopped movin
Niggas try to play me like I'm pussy
But all my enemies were once friends
Did me dirty cuz I trusted niggas
And they caught me lackin with no self defense
But now I know how to move
I know who gon ride with me
I walk in a room, I know who don't vibe with me
Like you, you, and you
You, you, and you, nigga
Still I be cool, nigga I be coolin' yeah yeah
Plug put me onto the game, hood put me onto the gang
Boy I don't fuck with them snakes
I know who don't vibe with me
Like you, you, and you
You, you, and you, nigga
Still I be cool, nigga I be coolin' yeah yeah
I'm with a couple of niggas who done caught a couple of bodies
Gang in this bitch, when I'm spinning
I always got someone besides me
Coolin as usual still be on point
Incase anyone try me
Hit a spliff after fuckin a thotty
Went to bed and woke up to a homi
Smell like smoke, I said momma I'm sorry
Don't got a girl but Mary Jane got me
And my sis put me onto a baddie
Lookin at the way this spliff has me
I'm coolin, coolin
Taking shots like you trigger happy
I'm coolin, coolin
Coolin', coolin', yeah yeah
Nigga I laugh at the hate
I don't give a fuck what a fuck nigga say
Okay
My nigga got a mask with his K
Run up with a flag on his face
Hit a nigga broad day
Once you get involved in this shit
Ain't no way to cast it away
Niggas passing away
You probably don't know but them
Killers in the hood been past where you stay
For the past couple days
I had to really go tell niggas son
Act like a opp you get dealt with like one
The swagger, the lingo, the shit that I spit
Let niggas know they can tell where I'm from
I try to stay the fuck outta the mix
Still I check in just to make sure it's love
Wait for the word when they tell me it's good
After that niggas lit in the hood
College kid with my head in the books
On the mic rippin shit as I should
Workin nights just to save up some breesh
Tryna go from makin moves that I could
To makin moves that could change up my life
Accomplishment plus confidence
Got my real friends real proud of me
While the fake front like they was ridin since
Like, you was with me wearing diapers in '96
I don't owe ya'll shit
Asking for fronts that I wouldn't give if I was rich
Got a lot going for myself
Tell me why a nigga not coolin
The love I get is really something else
Why in the world would I stop music
Shit I never thought I'd overcome
Once I got the strength a nigga got through it
Started calling all my loses lessons
Since then I never stopped movin
Niggas try to play me like I'm pussy
But all my enemies were once friends
Did me dirty cuz I trusted niggas
And they caught me lackin with no self defense
But now I know how to move
I know who gon ride with me
I walk in a room, I know who don't vibe with me
Like you, you, and you
You, you, and you, nigga
Still I be cool, nigga I be coolin' yeah yeah
Plug put me onto the game, hood put me onto the gang
Boy I don't fuck with them snakes
I know who don't vibe with me
Like you, you, and you
You, you, and you, nigga
Still I be cool, nigga I be coolin' yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Vaivao
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