歌詞
Cool with you (no, no, no, no), cool with you (coulda said no)
Ayy, cool with you (coulda said no), cool with you (coulda said no)
Ayy, cool with you (mm), cool with you (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
(My emotions get too cold)
(You know, ayy, girl, uh)
'Cause you're so cool
Ayy, uh
Has anybody else ever not wanna be they self?
When they need me, they know I'ma help
But when I need them, it ain't nobody else
On the leave, my drum, I scale
Know I hurt a whole fam when they heard my bail
I don't want your love, I'm scared
Can't help, my heart is dead
Every while I'm movin' alone
If the police find my gun on fed
I don't care if they came with a crowd
I'm full in my Glock, finna paint shit red
Got demons inside my head
First thing she seen when she kissed my neck
Let you pop your shit on me, okay
That's a cool lil' thing I said, huh
Know you seen my text
So fuckin' mad in this car, I'ma wreck
One damn guy tryna give me a test
Why they tellin' they bad? What is that for the set?
Gave 'em my all, now it ain't nothin' lil'
Fuck my heart and it wasn't nothin' never
Tryna make me kill, that's rough
This me so foul, I don't ever play foul
Make me mad, no takin' it there
I don't go out, we really gon' see if you 'bout it
You just talk down, so bad shit had me down
Don't know if I'ma make it or not
I don't buy, do I take 'em or not?
I know they won't love me until I be right
Saw my blood and the tears on the game
And these fuck **** talkin' 'bout they send me to college
Hundred racks, that ain't nothin' but my closet
Hundred racks, that ain't nothin' but that mazi
Wonder why lil' ho in my head thinkin' that
It's a bitch and the world really got me
Miss Jamaica bitch cryin', Versace boutique
Gang think that I knew she been on it
They ain't want me before I leave watches
They ain't see me before I leave diamonds
Has anybody else ever not wanna be they self?
When they need me, they know I'ma help 'em
When I need them, it ain't nobody there
Only me and my drum, I scale
Know I hurt a whole fam when I heard my bell
I don't want your love, I'm scared
Can't help, my heart is dead
Everywhere I'm movin' alone
If the police find my gun, I'm fed
I don't care if they came with a crowd
I pull up my Glock, finna paint shit red
Got demons inside my head
First thing she seen when she kissed my neck
Let you pop your shit on me, okay
That's cool, last thing I said
Last thing I said, ****, ayy
That was the last thing I said, ****, yeah
That was the last thing I said, ****
Okay, that's cool, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Written by: Marquis Davidson