Dumbfoundead - Cool and Calm lyrics
[Dumbfoundead - Cool and Calm lyrics]
Waking up to instrumentals playing
Smoke up in the ceiling fan
Complicated wordplay but really I'm
A simple man
I like my weather good, I like my women hood
I keep it one hundred, and get misunderstood
Don't get my words twisted now
We ain't all the same
Some got a silver spoon
Others have a ball and chain
Some wish you all the best
Some wish you all the pain
Life's a game and I'm trying to
Make the hall of fame
This society asks you to pick a side
Every minute of your life
Three hundred and sixty five
Red or blue, big or small, yes or no
Right or wrong
The difference between the two is
The feeling of I belong
Yeah, we in the middle of all this
The temperature's rising like the
Middle of August they litter the airwaves
You pick up the garbage
Big dreams coming out this little apartment
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
Never reached six digit's in my bank account
Credit score red
Same color that I paint the town
Three month relationship
Tells me she can't wait around
You can break me down
As long as my fam's safe and sound
I keep the weed lit, and keep my glass full
I call it real talk, they call it asshole
I call it on the grind, she calls it selfish
She needs me all the time
I call her helpless
Is it a problem that I don't care
Maybe that's the reason that I'm
Stuck at almost there, it's no fair
On this path
There's no warnings or road flares
All is fair in love games and warfare
Another underdog story for the books
But, I promise that the story is
As foreign as I look
Waiting at the bus stop to touring on a bus
When the going gets tough, I keep it up
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
Smoke up in the ceiling fan
Complicated wordplay but really I'm
A simple man
I like my weather good, I like my women hood
I keep it one hundred, and get misunderstood
Don't get my words twisted now
We ain't all the same
Some got a silver spoon
Others have a ball and chain
Some wish you all the best
Some wish you all the pain
Life's a game and I'm trying to
Make the hall of fame
This society asks you to pick a side
Every minute of your life
Three hundred and sixty five
Red or blue, big or small, yes or no
Right or wrong
The difference between the two is
The feeling of I belong
Yeah, we in the middle of all this
The temperature's rising like the
Middle of August they litter the airwaves
You pick up the garbage
Big dreams coming out this little apartment
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
Never reached six digit's in my bank account
Credit score red
Same color that I paint the town
Three month relationship
Tells me she can't wait around
You can break me down
As long as my fam's safe and sound
I keep the weed lit, and keep my glass full
I call it real talk, they call it asshole
I call it on the grind, she calls it selfish
She needs me all the time
I call her helpless
Is it a problem that I don't care
Maybe that's the reason that I'm
Stuck at almost there, it's no fair
On this path
There's no warnings or road flares
All is fair in love games and warfare
Another underdog story for the books
But, I promise that the story is
As foreign as I look
Waiting at the bus stop to touring on a bus
When the going gets tough, I keep it up
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track
All I know is keep it cool i stay calm
They ask me "How you do that?"
"What is this fool on?"
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
It's the whole lot of nothing
That keeps me on track