I been doin this since 01'
When making beats wasn't no fun
Used to cut grass
Stash cash
Summer trips to LA
First Class
Black chicks mad when I walk past
Snow bunny that I'm with got a phat ass
And thats phat with the P-H not the F
She 808 shaped
Bass hit the chest
Saw the 8th-Light fitted and
A king on his mission
Dark skinned white girl
Dairy Queen came on the scene
Thicker than a blizzard with snickers
She said KURU
I know this is random but you're so handsome
Don't understand em
Why girls of your color ain't f*ckin with a brother
Rather chase broke kings with no dreams
Who just wanna pull twitter finger triggers
Be on facebook no likes no looks
Empty bars with no punchlines no hooks
Corny ass niggas
Retros on your feet
Spent all night in line for the new release
Now I know why you can't buy no beats
This studio gear... ain't cheap
My Mogami mic cables
Cost more than your jumpman slides
It's how I ride
When they ask Content... who mixed the shit
It's tha
Coolist-One from the northeast side
How you got gas ain't got no drive?
Get out the game go sit on the bleacher
Ask what I charge for a feature
If you gotta ask the price
Than you can't afford it
You're not important
Don't waste time recording
Get a job with some nice ass benefits
Then go figure out how you gon' pay rent
Hol up!
Take a call from the homie
Lyfic on the other line
Conversation running out of time
DGK on the rail no bail
Stay balanced on the grind
F*ck money GOD's on my mind
24k in my ashtray... SHINE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Why niggas always got to hate on shit
Why the radio don't play our shit
Why rappers talk bout they professional
But be on nigga time
Late and shit
I know the CoolistOne is your favorite
It's ok lil mama you can say the shit
I know your man rap too
But he can't get up in the booth and do what I do
Then get behind the boards and mix how I mix
Ain't never heard an 808 hit like this
Southern fried boom bap
From the burbs to the trap
They be like..
Damn the nerd can rap
He's nicer than me on the mic and
I don't wanna lose my crown
Imma frisbee the CD that he signed for me
Take the insert
And roll up my weed
Re-use the jewel case for my own project
That I'm never gon drop
Cuz I rather be at work and punch the clock
Than step out on faith and give it all I got
F*ck I look like caring bout who's best in the city
Ya girl ain't a model
She ain't even pretty
Saw her at the strip club
Gave a lil tip love
Now you simpin cuz she gave you a dick rub
Just cuz you smoke sweets with me
Don't mean you get shit free from me
Hit you with the contract
Now you wanna combat
All of a sudden somehow you lose contact
Thought you was a boss my brotha
Thought you knew the cost my brotha
My homie hypnotic said
8th go get em
No need for the heat
Imma let the rhythm hit em like
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Man these niggas be bitchin
Cuz I run self sufficient
Wishin that they had my talents
And intuition
But little do they know
This is God given
God gifted
And inside my heart
Is where Gods livin
So vivid
Not even this weed smoke can cloud
Still hear that voice
Cutting through this loud
Sounds from lost crowds
Who just wanna be found
First rule to royalty
Seek the kingdom out
No doubt
Now I'm sittin back watchin Entourage
Raw papers no Entourage
Pockets full of knots man
Think I need to hit a spa
Deep massage loosen up
It's the week of my born day
And niggas hit me up like
Whatcha bout to do fam
Let a nigga come through fam
Workin on something new fam
Naw I'm chillin
Cooking up beats up in my room
Try to make to hi-hat snap
And the snare go crack
And the 808 come through
Triggaman on the MPC
Duke Togo nigga
300 for a beat
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
8th-Light - ThatsCool Lyrics
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English
I been doin this since 01'
When making beats wasn't no fun
Used to cut grass
Stash cash
Summer trips to LA
First Class
Black chicks mad when I walk past
Snow bunny that I'm with got a phat ass
And thats phat with the P-H not the F
She 808 shaped
Bass hit the chest
Saw the 8th-Light fitted and
A king on his mission
Dark skinned white girl
Dairy Queen came on the scene
Thicker than a blizzard with snickers
She said KURU
I know this is random but you're so handsome
Don't understand em
Why girls of your color ain't f*ckin with a brother
Rather chase broke kings with no dreams
Who just wanna pull twitter finger triggers
Be on facebook no likes no looks
Empty bars with no punchlines no hooks
Corny ass niggas
Retros on your feet
Spent all night in line for the new release
Now I know why you can't buy no beats
This studio gear... ain't cheap
My Mogami mic cables
Cost more than your jumpman slides
It's how I ride
When they ask Content... who mixed the shit
It's tha
Coolist-One from the northeast side
How you got gas ain't got no drive?
Get out the game go sit on the bleacher
Ask what I charge for a feature
If you gotta ask the price
Than you can't afford it
You're not important
Don't waste time recording
Get a job with some nice ass benefits
Then go figure out how you gon' pay rent
Hol up!
Take a call from the homie
Lyfic on the other line
Conversation running out of time
DGK on the rail no bail
Stay balanced on the grind
F*ck money GOD's on my mind
24k in my ashtray... SHINE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Why niggas always got to hate on shit
Why the radio don't play our shit
Why rappers talk bout they professional
But be on nigga time
Late and shit
I know the CoolistOne is your favorite
It's ok lil mama you can say the shit
I know your man rap too
But he can't get up in the booth and do what I do
Then get behind the boards and mix how I mix
Ain't never heard an 808 hit like this
Southern fried boom bap
From the burbs to the trap
They be like..
Damn the nerd can rap
He's nicer than me on the mic and
I don't wanna lose my crown
Imma frisbee the CD that he signed for me
Take the insert
And roll up my weed
Re-use the jewel case for my own project
That I'm never gon drop
Cuz I rather be at work and punch the clock
Than step out on faith and give it all I got
F*ck I look like caring bout who's best in the city
Ya girl ain't a model
She ain't even pretty
Saw her at the strip club
Gave a lil tip love
Now you simpin cuz she gave you a dick rub
Just cuz you smoke sweets with me
Don't mean you get shit free from me
Hit you with the contract
Now you wanna combat
All of a sudden somehow you lose contact
Thought you was a boss my brotha
Thought you knew the cost my brotha
My homie hypnotic said
8th go get em
No need for the heat
Imma let the rhythm hit em like
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Man these niggas be bitchin
Cuz I run self sufficient
Wishin that they had my talents
And intuition
But little do they know
This is God given
God gifted
And inside my heart
Is where Gods livin
So vivid
Not even this weed smoke can cloud
Still hear that voice
Cutting through this loud
Sounds from lost crowds
Who just wanna be found
First rule to royalty
Seek the kingdom out
No doubt
Now I'm sittin back watchin Entourage
Raw papers no Entourage
Pockets full of knots man
Think I need to hit a spa
Deep massage loosen up
It's the week of my born day
And niggas hit me up like
Whatcha bout to do fam
Let a nigga come through fam
Workin on something new fam
Naw I'm chillin
Cooking up beats up in my room
Try to make to hi-hat snap
And the snare go crack
And the 808 come through
Triggaman on the MPC
Duke Togo nigga
300 for a beat
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
When making beats wasn't no fun
Used to cut grass
Stash cash
Summer trips to LA
First Class
Black chicks mad when I walk past
Snow bunny that I'm with got a phat ass
And thats phat with the P-H not the F
She 808 shaped
Bass hit the chest
Saw the 8th-Light fitted and
A king on his mission
Dark skinned white girl
Dairy Queen came on the scene
Thicker than a blizzard with snickers
She said KURU
I know this is random but you're so handsome
Don't understand em
Why girls of your color ain't f*ckin with a brother
Rather chase broke kings with no dreams
Who just wanna pull twitter finger triggers
Be on facebook no likes no looks
Empty bars with no punchlines no hooks
Corny ass niggas
Retros on your feet
Spent all night in line for the new release
Now I know why you can't buy no beats
This studio gear... ain't cheap
My Mogami mic cables
Cost more than your jumpman slides
It's how I ride
When they ask Content... who mixed the shit
It's tha
Coolist-One from the northeast side
How you got gas ain't got no drive?
Get out the game go sit on the bleacher
Ask what I charge for a feature
If you gotta ask the price
Than you can't afford it
You're not important
Don't waste time recording
Get a job with some nice ass benefits
Then go figure out how you gon' pay rent
Hol up!
Take a call from the homie
Lyfic on the other line
Conversation running out of time
DGK on the rail no bail
Stay balanced on the grind
F*ck money GOD's on my mind
24k in my ashtray... SHINE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Why niggas always got to hate on shit
Why the radio don't play our shit
Why rappers talk bout they professional
But be on nigga time
Late and shit
I know the CoolistOne is your favorite
It's ok lil mama you can say the shit
I know your man rap too
But he can't get up in the booth and do what I do
Then get behind the boards and mix how I mix
Ain't never heard an 808 hit like this
Southern fried boom bap
From the burbs to the trap
They be like..
Damn the nerd can rap
He's nicer than me on the mic and
I don't wanna lose my crown
Imma frisbee the CD that he signed for me
Take the insert
And roll up my weed
Re-use the jewel case for my own project
That I'm never gon drop
Cuz I rather be at work and punch the clock
Than step out on faith and give it all I got
F*ck I look like caring bout who's best in the city
Ya girl ain't a model
She ain't even pretty
Saw her at the strip club
Gave a lil tip love
Now you simpin cuz she gave you a dick rub
Just cuz you smoke sweets with me
Don't mean you get shit free from me
Hit you with the contract
Now you wanna combat
All of a sudden somehow you lose contact
Thought you was a boss my brotha
Thought you knew the cost my brotha
My homie hypnotic said
8th go get em
No need for the heat
Imma let the rhythm hit em like
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Man these niggas be bitchin
Cuz I run self sufficient
Wishin that they had my talents
And intuition
But little do they know
This is God given
God gifted
And inside my heart
Is where Gods livin
So vivid
Not even this weed smoke can cloud
Still hear that voice
Cutting through this loud
Sounds from lost crowds
Who just wanna be found
First rule to royalty
Seek the kingdom out
No doubt
Now I'm sittin back watchin Entourage
Raw papers no Entourage
Pockets full of knots man
Think I need to hit a spa
Deep massage loosen up
It's the week of my born day
And niggas hit me up like
Whatcha bout to do fam
Let a nigga come through fam
Workin on something new fam
Naw I'm chillin
Cooking up beats up in my room
Try to make to hi-hat snap
And the snare go crack
And the 808 come through
Triggaman on the MPC
Duke Togo nigga
300 for a beat
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Cuz my city ain't got no love for me and that's cool
Imma walk around still do the things that I do
Don't really care if you love or hate
Imma go somewhere where they appreciate
Think that I'm great
Make no mistake
I'm GONE
Writer: Devon Bennett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid