COOL (feat. P. JXNES)

Coming from nothing with no introduction Like fuck it, they left me in last place The woman i wanted couldn't keep it a hundred She fronted and now she on back page. I was broke as a bitch on the slick Slept on the floor with my chick I'm trying' to get Roddy Ricch I know that I need to repent from the money I spent but fuck it, we going' legit It's hard to be lit when it's dark in this bitch Pardon me, bitch, you wasn't part of this shit when I started it When you go hard, you get targeted Part of me, gave her a part of it Then a little bitch went and ripped it in pieces Stuck on the bench in the back of the bleachers Late on the rent, It was right after Easter Money to get, I'm a beast, I'm a creature, nigga Woo On the dulce, I'm the truth Had to Lupe off the stoop Talking like Bruce Wayne in the coupe Booted with two chains in the booth Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh Glen Thomas Straight out the block, I was posted with demons I scraped the pot the next day I repeat it I heard some knocks at the door they was feigning Made my way out of the cold, I was heated Carried a Glock and you know it's that Nina Met a lil' bop that I thought was a keeper Had a few arguments, so I ain't keep her I had the hard P. Jones had the reefer Mmm, facts, you can ask Armstrong like Jack Barcode, it's attached I got the bitch going' for a stack Lit like a bitch, smoking' on Iraq Flippin' through pics, looking' for a knack Bit with the shit, hit front the back We in the six, finna hit up Old Nat Hit up Big drip Nigga, where you at Just hit a lick Came up on some cash Uh Blurrp Here's another lick, about to call you back Dammit I'm lit, lit to the max Got so much shit, i write it on my taxes Uh Yeah I'm dogging this bih, killing' the cat But it's all in the wrist when you whipping the pack I be calling my bitch like, man where is you at Cause I'm high as a bitch, ain't no telling' where at We the flyest little bitch, I be telling' her that Uh Free all the bros in the chain gang We on the road, ain't no lane change Stick to the code nigga gang gang Gang gang Hold on now Definitely, definitely want to say free my cousin DeAndre You know what I'm saying Free my brother, other brother, Young Pooh And, hey, free my nigga, damn, twin You know what I'm saying All my niggas in the system Damn, holding it down You know what I'm saying Prepare for that big return Free all y'all