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I'm Cool
3,321
Hip-Hop/Rap
I'm Cool was released on November 30, 2018 by Rostrum Records as a part of the album S2
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AlbumS2
Release DateNovember 30, 2018
LabelRostrum Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JasonMartin
JasonMartin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JasonMartin
JasonMartin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JasonMartin
JasonMartin
Producer
Desmond South
Desmond South
Producer
Beatboy
Beatboy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
More life more weed
I see you lookin' at me but I'm out your league
I could tell how you move but you not my speed
Not sayin less about you, it's more about me
So
[Verse 2]
(Little **** bang back)
(Fuck, where that ass at)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
[Verse 3]
'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 **** 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 **** like
[Verse 4]
(Little **** bang back)
(Fuck, where that ass at)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
[Verse 5]
Forever on that and I ain't buyin' how ya'll look
Paper and ink don't make you a book, ****
Bro (Little **** bang back)
My mind different
I'm listenin' more, talkin' less
Ain't focused on L's I'm talkin' best
I'm talkin' wins, speakin' wins into existence
Thank God for his persistence
Huh
[Verse 6]
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 **** like to hustle more than
I'm likin' you
[Verse 7]
(Little **** bang back)
(Fuck, where that ass at)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
[Verse 8]
Forever on that and I ain't buyin' how ya'll look
Paper and ink don't make you a book, ****
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
[Verse 9]
And I pray to God I never have to use it, on moms
Me or you, and I get to choose, all father
And I ain't say that shit to be tough on rah-rah
I'm just tryna make sure my kids have a father
So respect my G
And if you're buyin' goods from me, please respect my fee
I done earned every motherfuckin' right
[Verse 10]
Hold on, uh
So to whoever wanna clash, ****
(Little **** bang back)
(Fuck, where that ass at) For real
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
(Bitch, where that cash at?)
Written by: JasonMartin
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