Wale

[fox69]

"Samples N' Shit"

"Samples N' Shit"


[Talking]
This the hip-hop shit they be crying for, right?
Saying I ain't got it, or I ain't with it
You bull shit, look

[Verse 1]
In a room full of goons, I'm such a fucking stand out
I prefer your applause without a handout
So refrain from the clap like a Prophylac
Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps
Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know I rap
I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act
Smell the folgers, get the scrotum out your focus
I can't drink what niggas serving, there's no wonder why I pour it
It's no wonder why I go in any hood like I ain't knowing
'Cuz they love you when you real, they just like you when your flowing
And they like when I influence, and so perfectly, I do it
So check my net worth, and I got them jerseys moving
Word to Shawn Corey, and you know what I am doing
Got a movement for these niggas, God bless who's not into it

[Verse 2]
Nigga, lyrically gifted, second only to religious scriptures
Ripley's Believe it Or Not would tell you that I'm different
Lift up your seat and just stop, or did you think I would flop?
Go take the "p" out, put a "w" to see what I got
I make the scene I'll make sense, I make Moschino a lot
Although I beat up a track, I make a C Note make knot
I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business
Real enough to admit I listen to people's opinions
I'm big enough to dismiss 'em, but real enough to petition
Depending on if it's hatred or an objective opinion
I respectfully tell 'em, "I get it, you just don't feel it"
You just don't like what I'm doing, the lyrics Twitter my image
I ain't bitter my nigga, I respect your position
Fuck what they selling us, reality live in the mirror
'Cuz of that I never let up, 'cuz of that I keep my head up
Temporary the richest, legendary's forever
Just remember I said it, by the end of November
And I need this forever

 

[fox69]

"Say It Again"
(feat. Royce Da 5'9")

"Say It Again"
(feat. Royce Da 5'9")



[Verse 1: Wale]
Uh huh
Slumdog 'fore I part any sub par
The underdog of the underground has come far
Who's gonna come for it?
The crown that is
They gun for it
But wouldn't blow if George Jung wrote it
I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf
Napkin
Nigga my loogies eat tracks up
Now while my fan base adds up
HDC bitches need a nigga like Fab says
Like I took a tablet of melatonin
See, while y'all niggas on the microphone I'm nappin'
Nigga, I'm the baddest and I ain't even trappin'
I master vandalism and my Louie V's sprout shit
How the fuck I get on?
I still keep it indie, y'all word to Dow Slim
Cry me a river, I'll white water raft it
Y'all roll up pounds well I roll up mountains
I rode from Largo to south side to Austin
With a bad snow bunny probably still on allowance
"Say it again"
I ain't hear you clear
Stuntin' in my rarest pair
Nigga I ain't never scared
"Say it again"
Call me whatever Joe
I be gettin' money
Motherfucker I ain't never broke
"Say it again"
I ain't hear you clear
Stuntin' in my rarest pair
Nigga I ain't never scared
"Say it again"
Call me whatever Joe
Wale & Royce
Motherfucker this is forever dope

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm like castration
Take your balls from ya
Pause
I'm calculatin'
Like numbers
We lookin' for something like navigation
Lyrically force niggas to spit it like masturbation
Physically molly whoppin'
Triggers is probably poppin'
All of my bitches mind's are Free like Olly Oxen
Suck my lolly pop then
I put the condom on it
Look at the beaver up and down like I'm Wally watchin'
Haha, I'm on the grind, niggas know the time
You spit it like phew
I spit it like a loaded nine, POP
Biggie... PAC
C'mon, who's nicer than Nickel?
I'm trife on this ripple
When you a big dummy like Lamont Sanford
Your life is a product of trash
I'm fuckin' dykes with a lot of pizazz
My hoes got moxie
My Slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey
My nigga Wale

 

[fox69]

"Shades"
(feat. Chrisette Michele)

"Shades"
(feat. Chrisette Michele)



(Boy) Beautiful [x7]

[Verse 1:]
[Wale]
Chip on my shoulder
Big enough to feed Cambodia
See, I never fit into they quotas
Sneakers wasn't fitting and my knees needed lotion
Long before I knew the significance of a comb
I roam like phone with no vocal reception
Immigrant parents had me feeling like a step-kid
And black Americans never did accept me
That's why I thrive so much, win and respect dig
I never fit in with them light skins
I felt the lighter they was the better that they life is
So I resented them and they resented me
Cheated on light-skinned Dominique when we was seventeen
I figured I'd hurt her, she'd evidently hurt me, and all women who had light features
See, I never let a light broad hurt me
That's why I strike first and the first cut's deep

[Chorus]
All my light skinned girls to my dark skin brothers
Shades doesn't matter heart makes the lover
Boy you're so beautiful boy you're so beautiful shades doesn't matter heart makes the lover
Boy (beautiful caramel),
Boy (beautiful coffeepot)
Boy (Beautiful chocolate)
Boy (Beautiful toffee)
Boy (Beautiful pecan)
Boy (beautiful licorice)
(boy you're so beautiful)

[Verse 2:]
Just another knotty head nigga
Hoping Wes Snipes make my life a bit different
In middle school, I had the right to be timid
I had beautiful words but girls never listened
Listen, blacker the berry, sweeter the product
Well, I'm fruit punch concentrate and they water
Walk into my room thinking how to make moves
Ain't thinking like a student but how Ice-T do it
Light dudes have the girls looking there all year
It's not fair, the ones with the good hair
Couldn't adapt to naps, I wavecap they naps and slept on me
Man, I hate black
Skin tone, I wish I could take it back
Or rearrange my status, maybe if I was khaki
Associating light skin with classy
The menstrual show showed and me, that was not me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
They say black is beautiful
But ask them beautiful light girls if its black they attract to usually
What if Barack skin was all black, truthfully?
Would he be a candidate or just a black in community?
Because black dudes tend to lack unity
And them blacker girls ain't on the tube, usually
Right now, at 23, I ain't mad at them reds no more
But for long time I had gone cold
Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back to reds, I ain't know how to act
They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act
A defense mechanism what I thought that I lacked
Confidence

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Sharp"
(feat. Torae, Kingpin Slim)

"Sharp"
(feat. Torae, Kingpin Slim)



[Intro - Wale talking]
K.B. what up? Jonas what up? Haha. Check it. Uh

[Chorus - Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
Ha, uh

[Verse 1 - Wale]
It's nothin' like where I come from
That's why I shed light on the darker I come form
Nigeria inspired to talk drum
The soul proprietor on the globe from our sun
I own it
Now everybody on it
My mind's so bright when that when I go in you can't notice it no mo'
So if I talk down to a man
Not only do I enlighten but I provide a tan
Hoppin' out a van
Braggin' because I am
Draped in green and red like flag of Sudan
While you pretend, and you niggas so pretentious
I love a Tracey Ross but I don't keep a girlfriend, look
Warm is a pen from the hand from the head
That whatever it creates it will land in the hand
In the pack of the group
They lack what I do
You would think that I had a match for a tooth
And I snap like Bob Backland in the booth
To bad bitches I'm about as bashful as Luke
I Freaknik's and the Swishers
Two dyke bitches while I'm filmin' them picnic, yum
The District's son
Prodigal, the Prodigy
That's Mobb Deep and that is no pun
Do
Straight bad bitches I run, through
I put out when I'm cummin'
I love to be redundant
So I'm hopin' that your period is punc-tual
On time
One rhyme
Wale Folarin huh
Holler at me

[Chorus - Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
Ha

[Verse 2 - Torae]
The bars razor blade sharp and no
Cold, Antarctic flow, rap nigga, you want to know
See my name on a flier then you ought to go
My arsenal, makes for an awesome show
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
It's like I snatched names off of classic LP's
I guess I sort of did and I call it Daily
Conversation, abbreviation I made it D.C.
The home of Wale, formerly home of me
I did a little stint, shout out to the south east
And slid back north of course to pen more
Awesome thoughts, record and forward to y'all
Underrated so I over charge
Bars is over y'all
They hot now, when Tor' drop it's over for 'em
I'm light years ahead of you right tiers
So the homie Wale can leave the hook right
Jeah

[Chorus - Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
Ha, uh

[Chorus 2 - Kingpin Slim]
And it weighs a ton
My name's Kingpin Slim and I'ma son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade
Ha

[Verse 3 - Kingpin Slim]
I'm important to the impostors
Boppers
They impressed with my pimp posture
Team shine hard, you'll squint at the roster
Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors
Clown be careful
Fuck boys you should fearful
We tote toast like we careful
Cheers
I flash smiles at the mean looks
Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took
I got a fetish for fresh, I'm a clean crook
And I don't need a coupon when I cop a Coupe
Cause I'm a baller all y'all niggas do is lock the hoop
You're sayin' that's your girl
She's a prostitute
I treat Arnette like a net when I stop and shoot
Swish
Even if I miss she gon' rebound
Homie, got the industry watchin' DMV now
I know they gon' see me unless they senile
I pray I stay up out the grave and the penile
Meanwhile
I'm convertible coastin'
I ain't play no more I converted to coachin'
And I rarely get credit so I keep cash with me
Cocaine is a hell of drug, ask Whitney
Yeah, this is creativity on Creatine
D.C. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

[Chorus - Wale]
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it weighs a ton
Dub A.L.E., such a son of a gun
And I master every trade under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade

 

[fox69]

"Simple Man"

"Simple Man"



Ayo I’m goin places, the all home lacin all occasions
And Lord gave me amazing thinking in short paces
Lay solo, forever flashy though I hate photos
Day 4, make er smile and make er moan though
Latent charmer but I’mma buy yo baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn’t warn ya
High roller, big spender
And my intentions to keep her on the sack, keep your sack spliffer
I’m that different, just got to react my adapters
I gathered a couple hundred thousand, I can’t remember
They keep talkin and we keep winnin
Another say completions and police chalk em
Because of my bitch, the talkin is in her head, the streets will follow
I come from a place where my agent lives to see tomorrow
To eat your zone but each of them is known to still rob you
So chances over count relater but know the CT college
And those are the least of problems, I speak the goddess as I’m alright
My visions funny, 0-20-20’s my on sight
Bad bitches with me, real niggas with me
Whole ghetto with me mixin kettle with the simply
Like the sweet English, find your peace baby
I know the millions will get and come with a billion haters, yea

Forgive, I’m a rider
Sure I’m just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I’m a simple man
Lawwwwd

You know that I’m a rider
Tell em just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I’m a simple man
Lawwwwd

I’m pickin the part, my wicked opponents
Get in my zone
Can join the soatie done cloned us
Lookin it close, see the resorts and see a… a loner
‘Cause all of the shit givin me grief also be givin me shit
Blow up a rap then and you black
Be blowin your phone up
Whenever you don’t, usual homie hoe
Adult from show cuz
If you get that then roll out
If you get that there’s no luck
Every move you make they got left
Every chick you like done got kids
And forget that check my friends
Every time you hip you need vet
For each friend you got that MO
I’m in a gang, livin with a deep bitch
I’mma ball like small for a code uh
Without the hate, where’d all the hate go?
Pockets tinkle on my dick, make the same news
I just came up, bitch you say I’m new
Get it, been this my heart that gave me yo finger

Forgive, I’m a rider
Sure I’m just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I’m a simple man
Lawwwwd

You know that I’m a rider
Tell em just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I’m a simple man
Lawwwwd

Forgive, I’m a rider
Sure I’m just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I’m a simple man
Lawwwwd

You know that I’m a rider
Tell em just a simple man
All I want is money, fame
I’m a simple man
Lawwwwd

 

[fox69]

"Skool Daze"

"Skool Daze"


[Intro:]
Paint that picture real quick
That public school bullshit I went through or whatever if you want to call it
Understand where I'm coming from
School daze in this mother fucker

[Verse 1:]
Vick and Mohammed told me ride on these niggas
I told them stop it, that's a problem cause I fathered these niggas
You see a lot of these niggas, just is part of my vision
They got rich up off my image, what they gonna do when I switch it
I got bitches on bitches, cause my penmanship pimpin'
Fuck a pen man my mind is a palette, fuck around turn a track to a picture
Hol' up, this art class for them trap doors and react to it
I was out there when them packs moved, but never got to it cause I had school
That's a fact too, my class full when I had to
No gym class for your bitch ass, you can get cut up with a number 2
Come through with that gun too, how a rap nigga make me uncomfortable
Nigga wouldn't believe it only me and a teacher
Up in woodshop class without a tool
Just another nigga with an attitude
Slingin' adderall to a latitude
Couple blacks and latins, I was astronaut, then when the spaceman jump man I need the loot
Short bus on the way to school, hoes puttin' this game to lose, but I came to won
Went to school with some cold-blood niggas, I ain't finna be scared of y'all, God damn

[Hook:]
A few shinin' stars know exactly who you are
Be your shinin' star
[?]

[Verse 2:]
Every intention to ride on these niggas
Eatin' free lunch Monday through Friday just like all of these niggas
But I ain't tryna grow up like all of these niggas
But I ain't tryna be in wars with all of these niggas
I'm a blend in, I'm a get in where I fit in, I'm a do me
See some white kids in the hallway, they get all A's but they do E
Truthfully as far as shootin' fouls I was 2 and 3
My record doe, they respect it doe, cause them group home niggas was just too deep
And we was too deep, and it's a big difference
Niggas talkin' bout bullies I saw children on dippers
Mothers is strippers, trouble was frequent
Survival of the fittest, weaklings don't make it a weekend
And to think these rappers still tryna scare somebody
Still never hit a body, wrote a million songs about it
And meanwhile I'm the shit like a fully-functioning somersaulting porta-potty
'Til I'm off to college
School daze

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Slight Work"
(feat. Big Sean)

"Slight Work"
(feat. Big Sean)



Got work (slight work)
D-Town to the DMV
Diplo wassup
Probably got your girl going crazy
Drunk white bitches
(work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)

[Wale]
I can do it all and it ain't no problem
Ain't nobody harder than a nigga Folarin
Bitch I go hard, I’m ballin’ I’m globe trotting
And my flow art my nigga, I’m Mozart with it
It’s all good, I do this
I turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
Foolish I be on that new shit
And I’m blowing up like bitches we went to school with
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
Lot of intuition I ain't even finish college
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Any broad better layer like I’m dressing for the fall, nigga
And I’m all that, hit the passenger door
Shawty was Pinkberry sweet and I ain't lactose
I ain't tryna brag tho, I’m just know I’m that dope
Kick game Bo Jacks, my Bo Jacks Tai Bo
Haha, and it ain't no problem, you race to these broads
I relay ‘em, baton ‘em
Bitches in here, one thou
But when you step out why the bitches run out
Double MG shit I put the set down
Rick James back, bad bitches on the couch
Ahh, wordplay, Olubowale my first name
I think I’m Koko B. Ware, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J’s, I roll a pair of J’s
We up in Diamond supply, spending that carrot cake
Let it marinate, you forever late
A million home sellers couldn’t find a real estate

[Hook]
(Work it, work it)
Slight work, its light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
Slight work, light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Big Sean]
Bitch you ain't a boss til you cut a pay check
Only thing between me and your bitch is latex
Man, and I ain't into saving these hoes
My nigga tell me where you see a cape at
B-I, B-I bitch B-I-G
The two things I don’t need are you and my ID
I’mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
Green faces but a nigga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
Cause I’m drunk, yeah ok
Under 25 living the fucking life
White America said I’ll be doing 25 to life
And just for that, I’ma blow 25 tonight
You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, whoa
Blucka, blucka, blucka
Bitch get hit with my Ciroc Vodka choppa
(Go) takin’ body shots, blocka, blocka, blocka
Probably in your girls dreams, probably in your daughter locker
Top floor like I’m out tanning
And they stole your whole delivery, now that's outlandish
I guess like a delivery man, I’m out-standing
Car tinted, I’m in it, til like I’m out camping, goddammit
I’m one hell of a guy, looking down on a cloud, that's one hell of a high
Bitch, I gets ghost, the way she screaming Big
Niggas couldn’t tell if I was dead or alive

[Hook]

[Outro]
You already know, Finally Famous in this
D-Town to the DMV,
Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy, boiii, boi, boi

From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad bitches tryna get with me
From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad bitches tryna get on me
We need to see ID

 

[fox69]

"Smile (Remix)"
(feat. Lily Allen)

"Smile (Remix)"
(feat. Lily Allen)



[Wale:]
Dear Ms. Lily, you got some nerve. In the sense of that sense deserve you to feel me. Kill me if I lie. Cause I ain't goin' down. Baby it's not obliged that I'm Mary J. Blige. Mean I'm not goin' cry. Oh well. Blowin' my hot air she waitin' to exhale, hell. Well, a sucka for a tale, my names Wale but they know out Wales. Yeah

[Lily:]
When you first left me, I was wantin' more. But you were fucking that girl next door. What'd you do that for?

[Wale - voice over:]
Who you talkin' about, her? I'd a got right back

[Lily:]
When you first left me, I didn't know what to say. I'd never been on my own that way. Just sat by myself all day

[Wale:]
You miss me, huh?

[Lily:]
I was so lost back then. But with a little help from my friends, I found a light in the tunnel at the end. Now you're calling me up on the phone. So you can have a little whine and a moan. And it's only because you're feeling alone

[Wale:]
Nah, I'm just kinda bored, baby

[Lily:]
At first, when I see you cry - Yea it makes me smile. Yea it makes me smile. At worst I feel bad for a while, but then I just smile, I go ahead and smile

[Wale - voice over:]
Who you talkin' about me? Oh nah

[Lily:]
Whenever you see me you say that you want me back. And I tell you it don't me jack, No it don't mean jack

[Wale:]
We'll see about that

[Lily:]
I couldn't stop laughing. No I just couldn't help myself. See you messed up my mental health. I was quite unwell

[Wale:]
As you shoulda

[Lily:]
I was so lost back then. But with a little help from my friends, I found a light at the tunnel at the end. Now you're calling me up on the phone. So you can have a little whine and a moan. And it's only because you're feeling alone

[Wale:]
I'm glad you think so. Ho!

[Lily:]
At first, when I see you cry - Yea it makes me smile. Yea it makes me smile. At worst I feel bad for a while, but then I just smile, I go ahead and smile

[Wale:]
(You understand what I'm sayin'?) I was touchin' out, I got right back. Like Pen Pals or a Email Chat. See I aim like (Aine) Her Frame her mind was nothin' to be pictured. But she ain't wanna listen. We kick like Fulham. And it was just a quickie. But really wanna make love and Lily my religion. Simply, I can be that and all that. I got cheese I could turn you to a mall rat. I won't leave 'em at your door like a doormat. And I'm a keep knockin' at it like a Morman. The more men lie, the more she saw from 'em, protection she endorsed by endorphins. The other girl I adored was a whore joint. The neighborhood roller her mother was an orphanage. No tears, those so tears zero From here on out I am all about dinero like Pesci. so now let the lets be set free and see if we're lovers or enemies. Test me

[Lily:]
At first, when I see you cry - Yea it makes me smile. Yea it makes me smile. At worst I feel bad for a while, but then I just smile, I go ahead and smile [x2]

 

[fox69]

"Street Runner"

"Street Runner"


[Verse 1:]
The nerve of these niggas, they acting like they done already made it
Practice make perfect, so perfect'll be my mama's maiden
These niggas lame and uneducated and constipated
What I lay every statement should be the defecation
My denim made by respected Asians, I dress amazing
My shirt so crazy I get away with some Sketchers Shape-Ups
Such a lie for I couldn't get up out these Nike's
Number five Tokyo don't even know the price
Bitch, we balling like we ain't harvesting for tomorrow
We ain't no gangsters, but we gone mob up before we borrow
Gold bottles, flow getting me Aziago
With braggodacio like Randy Macho Man out the toro
I'm a slim jim, it's designated to your lady
Now that Benz friend, I'm sliding in that new Mercedes
Or whatever her name is, she just likes to get famous
And I bet she see the light, know that's Benjamin Franklin

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Look, is this what you predicted? Look what you becoming
It's funny privacy limits even though I'm living with comfort
How can you really do it? How can you really love it?
When women who never loved you is showing you so much of it
Real niggas respect me, I ain't switch up my image
Real women respect me, they can tell that I listen
And little niggas is mad that I'm winning
They got opinions, but got no bitches
Won't pop a pistol, pop up a midget
God bless 'em, my cigar fill with all my stressing
Don't own a mirror, but made a million simply reflecting
Tell my respecters on Malcom X, I apply the pressure
Lucaya closed from a line of row, no lying, go check it
And I do this for the coaching
And I'm hoping I can motivate and do it big as Oprah
Word, real nigga shit, you might gone need some help
Hit the scene, guillotine, niggas head off theirselves

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Sun.Day.Breeze"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"Sun.Day.Breeze"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



Cool -
As a summer breeze,
Pimpin is nothin to me.
Roll up the purple and breathe,
Sit back and fuck up the beat.
Them niggas be hatin'
But them niggas suckas to me.

Who here is fucking with me?
It's not a discussion,
I be in my own class,
Bitch I got them cold raps.
I fuck the world; I'll fuck your girl
And give them both a orgasm.
Leave your show cancelled,
Leave 'em with no answer:
The master of my domain,
Yes I am no costanza.
First I have potential,
Now I got them answers.
I'm smoking on that voodoo
And that's word to papa shango
Cooler than a fan circulating
When they dancing in my face
I get my chance now I'm a take it.

So, lord forgive me for my indirect sinnin'
Am I cheating on this woman
If I'm gettin' naked pictures from another
A lover
And I'm always gonna want it
But let me be 100
See monogamy's redundant
Sometimes you find the one
Sometimes you give it up
Sometimes you buy the ring
With no problems you will love
Sometimes it ain't what's up
Sometimes you play the fool
So for now I'm doing me
And I'm finding it's cool...

I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing
But they not like me
I'm getting all this lovin'
All this money
That's how it is and how it's gon be

A-a-and then

When you're ballin
When you're ballin
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline hatin')
But I'm too high up I can't hear what they sayin'

A-a-and then

Definition of cold:
Ice, 30 below
Champagne, foreign names in my pool.
Take you home,
Let you sleep in my clothes,
Roll some weed
The homies ain't gotta know
Get you high
Keep it on the low
All this paper I fold
Meetin' fuckin hos on the road
It's takin it's toll
Now how you think
Don't even speak
Unless you talkin franklins
Ran out of weed but see
I kept a g and brought a joint to bake so...

It's cool...
Haha

So cool my bitch got no shoes
My whip is new but I'm playin old school
Always keep it up to date
That's why the hos choose.
Yesterday's paper,
That's why you old news.
Hating on my team until they see we won't lose.
Homey used to be a player,
Now I coach fools
On how to get your money,
Live it and spend it
Just how you're supposed to
Call some bitches to roll through and...

It's cool...

What is hittin' for
My niggas is winning though
Everywhere I'm at
I make you feel like it is 10 below
It ain't nothing yo
Let me change the temperature
And do I need to mention when

A-a-and then

What is hittin' for
My niggas is winning though
Everywhere I'm at
I make you feel like it is 10 below
It ain't nothing yo
Let me change the temperature
And do I need to mention when

A-a-and then

I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing
But they not like me
I'm getting all this lovin'
All this money
That's how it is and how it's gon be

A-a-and then

When you're ballin
When you're ballin
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline hatin')
But I'm too high up I can't hear what they sayin'

A-a-and then

Back in my zone
Fresh out the b.e.tizzi
Shout out bieber and nikki
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
I'm blowin sticky
I'm blowin out of that lex
I'm living with no regrets
Well I'm getting over my exes

Access granted:
Take a step up to my world cause
My niggas is thorough cut
Sip until I hurl up, oca
Hold up
I got bitches sewed up
What cha all niggas know about it
My kick game is world cup

It's cool...

World cup I know that they don't get me
I keep them bitches clean
Though my sneakers game is messy
Due to my under sellin'
No I did not get that bentley
But this amg I do for nothing
And you niggas won't catch me

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition
I just wanna rep my hood
So I be good if I don't get rich
I'm good if y'all don't listen
Just catch me out the district
And I'm probably in some limited edition
They ain't never shippin'

Sometimes you do get dough
Sometimes you get the cheese
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Sometimes you do get broke
Sometimes you be on need
But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

It's cool...

I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing
But they not like me
I'm getting all this lovin'
All this money
That's how it is and how it's gon be

When you're ballin'
When you're ballin'
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline hatin')
But I'm too high up I can't hear what they sayin'