Cool It Out

Yeah aye nigga
Y'all know who the fuck it is nigga
I ain't even gotta say it
Yeah aye uh aye

Balenciaga runners but I got the sweats from Elwood
Mix the Margiela with the Baccarat she said I smell good
I'm sitting in the coupe playing UGK burning doja countin' racks
I told my partner we came the longest way from Feldwood
This shit amazing
Niggas think it's luck but bitch it's risks we're takin'
I had to make the leap knowing i just might hit the pavement
Niggas hated
Heard they tried to kill me off but bitch I made it
I would expose you but I'd rather keep you niggas nameless
It'll be the coldest day in hell the day I take an L
The biggest pun pick up the biggest gun that shit'll make 'em tell
But I ain't only down the shoot the fye I'll shoot the fade as well
You niggas hoes
Scared to use your hands cause you might break a nail
Ain't nobody fucking with plus sign I clutch it and ups mine
And bust it and duck time
The smoothest criminal
Don't give a fuck bout who's up in your crew
Or who's some kin to you
Nigga you know who's the general
You best to cool it out nigga

I know there's a lot of rappers out there
Who I'm sure you've looked up to over the years
But right now a lot of new rappers and old rappers look up to you
How do you feel to be like a living prodigy?

I mean it's a prop, it's a blessing
I'm a product of hip-hop, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a product of the old school
And the newest in the building

Yeah uh
Damn God you caught me in my realest form
I'm dealing with the fears of meeting what I've been preparing for
Fuck the algorithms all my numbers feel a little off
I'm buzzing y'all aware
Success been tasting just like Teremana
Losen my tie
My suit just boosted my pride
It's kevlar
They should've gave Martin Luther this kind
The tabby boot hurtin' my soul rebuke the cruelty
Truthfully
Move a mountain
Saitama in Prada moving through odds, aw
I been heatin' off it's scorching please proceed with caution
Deep in thought I cruise slower nigga Stephen Hawking
Ice cold like cryotherapy cause my mind gone
Body been trying to catch up
I been sifting through time zones
Who is he?
That's a wild one
Bitch you don't have an iPhone?
Google me you gon' find some
Take a seat in this theatre
I'll show you this the Apollo
Watch me proceed to rise like the sun do at six o'clock
Money calling me like I'm Tyrone
Damn

I mean basically, I'm an old shine
I'm not one of these rappers that chill
I'm just glad to be here
97% of the game is corny
You know what I mean?
But it's, it's it's cosmetic right now
What the people say that ain't makin' it cosmetic
Is the one that show that really, it came from the heart
No I feel you

Yoda

Aye shorty
Meet excellence
I play the star like Pesci
You on your extra shit
She in my passenger
And she a specialist
To God the next best thing
A mile from the garage to the left wing
Use the rod til That bitch squeak like a bed spring
My code of honor like a coat of armor
Just me and my consigliere
Getting slizzy with some slimmys
Got me floatin' like a frisbee
Fuck slim, your chances skinny
Gettin a penny out of him
He got a complex
Rent him
Use him once like a prom dress
I never been ordinary
Beyond blessed
A don fresh outta moms
A mobile home worth full of cologne in my armwest
Belong with Nia Long along a shore with a ki on my wrist
Reenacting that scene like "did he pull you like this?"
Now my before thing wanna double back
And make the door ring
Poor thing
You'd think I'd ran a whore ring
It's a sure thing
Once I breathe life into it
It's a ill once you bring these mics into it
Like it's sparring til you bring Tyson to it nigga