Kur - Oh That's Cool lyrics
[Kur - Oh That's Cool lyrics]
Ambitious writing raps I'm up 'til 6
Think I'll get a Maybach with
The bucks I get bitches getting to attached
Get fucked and dissed
Really love that they lack
They fuckin' quick
Spin the question when they talk
About love and shit
So depressing I was strung out
On drugs and shit
Family members giving me fake hugs and shit
I don't know wassup with that
Called the bitch like 9 or ten time
Felt like she was lying about
Where she was at
Think about it I was tripping I
Don't know what I was on
I guess I was in my act
I sold the rights to 180 for 10 Thou
At the time, man I really needed cash
Yea I say needed cash
When I got that cash ain't
Do shit but by vans
Gotta take more trips, gotta see more shit
Gotta get new fans
Yea niggas in the city they be hating but
The hate really coming from ya man
All these bitches know who everybody
Dating, know who everybody fuckin
Cuz the gram
I'm telling niggas you to slow
Catch up to me
I'm never letting Reem go, he stuck wit me
Wan mom took me in, put up wit me
Me and Wan bond tight, that love is deep
Punching niggas who get hype and tryna scream
Wasn't worried bout the pints
The plug was green
Dre remember all them nights
We cruise'n speed
Trade the fame for E back
That's cool wit me
They say bring the streets back
That's cool wit me
Oh that's cool wit me no fake jewelry
No fake stories b oh that's cool with me
Oh that's cool with me
Oh that's cool wit me no fake jewelry
No fake stories b oh that's cool with me
Oh that's cool oh that's cool wit me
Oh that's cool with me
Put my all into rap can't be part time
Hard times
Britt was there through all the dark times
Call Don, Shop Boyz get a sharp line
Sharpnack out there tryna off dimes
I know niggas bringing theirs
So I brought mines
Don got all them years hope my dawg fine
Brought that bitch to NY
She was all my smiles
Told me she ain't never
Been, I'm like "what, How?"
I been watching what I spend
So the bucks pile
Look I'm thankin' God again
For all the ups, Downs
I don't follow
I set trends I'm from uptown
Gas station in a Benz filling up now
They around for my wins
What about the downs? I was down to my last
Thought about some pounds
All these niggas low key crabs
I don't want em round
Youngin's like fuck mask when
They gunning down she think I ran into some
Cash wanna come around
The other I day smoked a half
The other day I took a half
We took whatever niggas had, to survive
Rest in peace my grand dad, I could cry
Rest in peace my cuz Les, damn why
Rest in peace my brudda Greg
I'm leaving bitches on read
I be trippin in my head
I ain't tripping over cred
I'mma get it when all said and done
I'm on the edge
I was smoking with my dog that's on the run
That nigga fled
Shoulda only took 1, But I took a few meds
Dog I needa number 1
And ima get it I ain't pressed
I forgot that it was chess
I was thinking bout my brothers
I ain't got too many left
Think I'll get a Maybach with
The bucks I get bitches getting to attached
Get fucked and dissed
Really love that they lack
They fuckin' quick
Spin the question when they talk
About love and shit
So depressing I was strung out
On drugs and shit
Family members giving me fake hugs and shit
I don't know wassup with that
Called the bitch like 9 or ten time
Felt like she was lying about
Where she was at
Think about it I was tripping I
Don't know what I was on
I guess I was in my act
I sold the rights to 180 for 10 Thou
At the time, man I really needed cash
Yea I say needed cash
When I got that cash ain't
Do shit but by vans
Gotta take more trips, gotta see more shit
Gotta get new fans
Yea niggas in the city they be hating but
The hate really coming from ya man
All these bitches know who everybody
Dating, know who everybody fuckin
Cuz the gram
I'm telling niggas you to slow
Catch up to me
I'm never letting Reem go, he stuck wit me
Wan mom took me in, put up wit me
Me and Wan bond tight, that love is deep
Punching niggas who get hype and tryna scream
Wasn't worried bout the pints
The plug was green
Dre remember all them nights
We cruise'n speed
Trade the fame for E back
That's cool wit me
They say bring the streets back
That's cool wit me
Oh that's cool wit me no fake jewelry
No fake stories b oh that's cool with me
Oh that's cool with me
Oh that's cool wit me no fake jewelry
No fake stories b oh that's cool with me
Oh that's cool oh that's cool wit me
Oh that's cool with me
Put my all into rap can't be part time
Hard times
Britt was there through all the dark times
Call Don, Shop Boyz get a sharp line
Sharpnack out there tryna off dimes
I know niggas bringing theirs
So I brought mines
Don got all them years hope my dawg fine
Brought that bitch to NY
She was all my smiles
Told me she ain't never
Been, I'm like "what, How?"
I been watching what I spend
So the bucks pile
Look I'm thankin' God again
For all the ups, Downs
I don't follow
I set trends I'm from uptown
Gas station in a Benz filling up now
They around for my wins
What about the downs? I was down to my last
Thought about some pounds
All these niggas low key crabs
I don't want em round
Youngin's like fuck mask when
They gunning down she think I ran into some
Cash wanna come around
The other I day smoked a half
The other day I took a half
We took whatever niggas had, to survive
Rest in peace my grand dad, I could cry
Rest in peace my cuz Les, damn why
Rest in peace my brudda Greg
I'm leaving bitches on read
I be trippin in my head
I ain't tripping over cred
I'mma get it when all said and done
I'm on the edge
I was smoking with my dog that's on the run
That nigga fled
Shoulda only took 1, But I took a few meds
Dog I needa number 1
And ima get it I ain't pressed
I forgot that it was chess
I was thinking bout my brothers
I ain't got too many left