[Hook]
Its cause you cool like that, we lame like that
You cool like that, see we lame like that
We cool like that, and you lame like that
I mean.. We lame..
[Verse 1: Jae'ar]
Look, been kinda busy with my team, thank you kindly
Pat keep reminding me, we shining like a diamond ring
Trying to do good, but the bad shit, it follow me
Momma say put it in gods hands, Matthew Mcconaughey
Wait up for a second, let me ask a question
You've got your life right, so why the hell do we stress it?
I guess thats probably because of the shit we dealing with
Brain keep storming, so you better get your ceiling fixed
Me & my brothers, we always on that silly shit
Cap on my head, like I'm Arnold, no Benedict
Bout to build a reputation up of me being a dick
See whats going on and then they wanna reap the benefits
Syke! So get the hell on
When things look up, they'll come around, I'm here to tell y'all
Its like a smell fraud, but thats my spider senses tingling
Are we power housing my niggas? Or Am I dreaming it?
Making em sick, ahh shit.. ya better call the doctor
Poncho Pat and the dread headed rasta
Now a grown man, no thanks to my father
So lets set sail, keep cruising these waters cause..
Its cause you cool like that, we lame like that
You cool like that, see we lame like that
We cool like that, and you lame like that
I mean.. We lame..
[Verse 1: Jae'ar]
Look, been kinda busy with my team, thank you kindly
Pat keep reminding me, we shining like a diamond ring
Trying to do good, but the bad shit, it follow me
Momma say put it in gods hands, Matthew Mcconaughey
Wait up for a second, let me ask a question
You've got your life right, so why the hell do we stress it?
I guess thats probably because of the shit we dealing with
Brain keep storming, so you better get your ceiling fixed
Me & my brothers, we always on that silly shit
Cap on my head, like I'm Arnold, no Benedict
Bout to build a reputation up of me being a dick
See whats going on and then they wanna reap the benefits
Syke! So get the hell on
When things look up, they'll come around, I'm here to tell y'all
Its like a smell fraud, but thats my spider senses tingling
Are we power housing my niggas? Or Am I dreaming it?
Making em sick, ahh shit.. ya better call the doctor
Poncho Pat and the dread headed rasta
Now a grown man, no thanks to my father
So lets set sail, keep cruising these waters cause..
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