Coolin
Bitch I'm coolin'
Straight cruisin
My girl she hit me up just to ask me, "what you doing?"
Said I'm coolin'
Cause I'm chillin' on the side
So don't roll up the window
So you don't let out the vibes
You see that I'm wired to some sort degree
Being too alone ain't a heresy
Like I'm living my life like a parody
Cause you need the sunlight cause apparently
Brrrr!
I'm just somebody homebody don't ever ask me shit
Don't need nobody to tell me the outside is lit
For me to live it, I'm livid I might just throw a fit
So don't you drag me I need time to charge a bit
Said I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
Said I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
(Man, I'm not tryna' pick that shit up)
Uh
Yo
When I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind
Hearing my conscience call
Telling me I'm 3-5 And I need to wise up
Beer belly do I need to cop another size up?
Put the 40 down replace it with the Alka-Seltz
Your time fizzled out
Gotta leave them days up on the shelf
Used to dream of living lavish
Big mansions and fine carrots women
Living fast anything for a little status
Throwing money in the sky
Pool parties and flashing stacks
Now I choose to be alone
Back then couldn't picture that
Different wave now
One story flat my new playground
A king, Tempur-Pedic for once
So I could lay down
Coffee set at 7 a.m. I read the morning tab
Who woulda' thought that moving solo wouldn't be so bad
Seat on recline the next day it'll be the same till then
I guess I'm coolin' like it says in my name
Koola!
One time for going outside
Too tired to go for a ride
Cause I'm too down think I'll stay for a while
And my energy levels at zero percentile
Look at the sky from my window on some movie shit
I'm in my business doing me that Steve Ballmer shit
Yeah me so quiet like Kawhi no Greg Popovich
Yeah I'm no extrovert
Bitch I'm the opposite
Cause I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
Said I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
Straight cruisin
My girl she hit me up just to ask me, "what you doing?"
Said I'm coolin'
Cause I'm chillin' on the side
So don't roll up the window
So you don't let out the vibes
You see that I'm wired to some sort degree
Being too alone ain't a heresy
Like I'm living my life like a parody
Cause you need the sunlight cause apparently
Brrrr!
I'm just somebody homebody don't ever ask me shit
Don't need nobody to tell me the outside is lit
For me to live it, I'm livid I might just throw a fit
So don't you drag me I need time to charge a bit
Said I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
Said I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
(Man, I'm not tryna' pick that shit up)
Uh
Yo
When I'm alone in my room
Sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind
Hearing my conscience call
Telling me I'm 3-5 And I need to wise up
Beer belly do I need to cop another size up?
Put the 40 down replace it with the Alka-Seltz
Your time fizzled out
Gotta leave them days up on the shelf
Used to dream of living lavish
Big mansions and fine carrots women
Living fast anything for a little status
Throwing money in the sky
Pool parties and flashing stacks
Now I choose to be alone
Back then couldn't picture that
Different wave now
One story flat my new playground
A king, Tempur-Pedic for once
So I could lay down
Coffee set at 7 a.m. I read the morning tab
Who woulda' thought that moving solo wouldn't be so bad
Seat on recline the next day it'll be the same till then
I guess I'm coolin' like it says in my name
Koola!
One time for going outside
Too tired to go for a ride
Cause I'm too down think I'll stay for a while
And my energy levels at zero percentile
Look at the sky from my window on some movie shit
I'm in my business doing me that Steve Ballmer shit
Yeah me so quiet like Kawhi no Greg Popovich
Yeah I'm no extrovert
Bitch I'm the opposite
Cause I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
Said I'm coolin'
Yes I'm coolin' body temp 98
My mind temperature is coolin'
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Writer(s): Nelson Ocana
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