I’m Cool

Lyrics

[Intro] Mo' life, mo' weed I see you lookin' at me but I'm out'cho league I could tell how you move but you not my speed Not sayin' less about you, it's more about me So- [Break] Little nigga bang back Fuck, where that ass at Bitch, where that cash at? Bitch, where that cash at? [Verse 1] 'Cause if you ain't on that, you really gettin' laughed at I'm on a fast track, and I'm not tryna flash back To my crazy days, yeah, I had some crazy ways It was a crazy phase, but, nigga, I got crazy paid Woo, caught a few crazy fades Though I'm still with the shit, each day it fades So much shit done changed, shit, mostly me Drugs had me makin' decisions emotionally Allowin' motherfuckers to get too close to me But now, a nigga like- [Break] Little nigga bang back Fuck, where that ass at Bitch, where that cash at? Bitch, where that cash at? [Bridge] Forever on that and I ain't buyin' how y'all look Paper and ink don't make you a book, nigga Bro, little nigga bang back [Verse 2] My mind different I'm listenin' more, talkin' less Ain't focused on L's, I'm talkin' best I'm talkin' wins, I'm speakin' wins into existence Thank God for his persistence Huh But I was lettin' him down, now- Fuck where that ass at? 'Cause, baby girl, we past that You ain't mine, so why would I even ask that? I'm on a fast track, you still tryna flash back You reminiscin' about ass smacks in public Tellin' me to stop, knowin' that you love it I liked it too But a nigga like to hustle more than I'm likin' you [Break] Little nigga bang back Fuck, where that ass at Bitch, where that cash at? [Bridge] Forever on that and I ain't buyin' how y'all look Paper and ink don't make you a book, nigga [Verse 3] And I might go over your head You need money stacked to sit tall as my leg Changed my hidin' spot, it was under my bed Now right there is that thang that'll blow off your head And I pray to God I never have to use it, on moms Me or you, and I get to choose, Allfather And I ain't say that shit to be tough or rah-rah I'm just tryna make sure my kids have a father So respect my G And if you buyin' goods from me, please respect my fee I done earned every motherfuckin' right [Interlude] Hold on Uh So to whoever wanna clash nigga- [Break] Little nigga bang back Fuck, where that ass at For real Bitch, where that cash at? Bitch, where that cash at? What