Comfort Cooling

[Intro]
I be adding dope dealers
And teachers right on the same app
I’ll add the principals
Get friend requests from friendly rats

I eat with councilmen
And chop it up with clergy members
Then later on, you’ll catch me vibing with
Them drug dealers

Look at little me
Silly with no decency
Find myself in places with people
I really shouldn’t be

Thinking bout my future
My family how
They’ll remember me
Hoping I can pop something
Sweet for the legacy

Walking up and down the same blocks that I grew on
Shit be moving fast, some times
I just gotta move on
Overthinking life, like am I really a human
Guess it’s all perspective
Depending on what your views on

I just spit my views
Don’t really know what I’m doing
Bullshit be on sale
It’s 2 for 1 like a coupon

Gotta get to work
I wake up and throw my shoes on
Saving up this money and throwing
It on improvements

Standing on money leaves
This economy seeming ruined
Plotting on any Nigga that
Plans on me getting screwed-up

Spending my time alone
Making beats on computers
Didn’t do well in school
Guess I did need a tutor

Spent hella time alone
Well I was with women too-
I guess it’s my downfall
These bitches will pick and choose-uh

Knew this girl very well
Really I thought I knew her
But now she’s a fairytale
And I’m just a washed rumor

Really hard on myself
My Demons say I’m a loser
Them thoughts seem to give me humor
I cut em out like a tumor

Don’t take them loses well
Imagine you searched for gold and
Wind up in them holy grails
These stories I’m meant to tell

I’ve always wished em well
Regarding all these Penny’s in the
Pond, well I wish em well
These bros can turn to
Hoes and start to roasting
They kiss and tell

I hate when decent people
Turn to evil like fucking hell
The shit that they fucking tell

Knives all in my back
I can’t relax from all
The heartache
All throughout my teens I had to
Stomach all this heartbreak
Friends that double crossed a nigga
Taught me bout the smart snakes
Treat em like a pastry I ain’t worried bout the
Shortcakes

I been thinking long-term
Ain’t spending on these short date
I been spitting evergreen bars
This shits a keepsake
Straighten up my suit and tie
I’m working on my handshake
Prepping for disasters like elections
And this earthquake

All around me’s cold
Like a blizzard in them snowflakes
Ain’t nobody real
People still, looking real fake
I been staying calm
Cause I know there’s more that’s at stake
Saving up for property
Properly buying estates

Dreaming bout waking up to
Some sausage and pancakes
Vacations with the wifey
After all of these long days..

Years of these long plays
Collecting these short pays
Business mixed with effort
I’m content with the long way

Got me sounding old as fuck
I guess it’s just old age
Used to run the streets in Austin
Lost it, I felt caged
Bitches had me wilding
On an island I rampage
Scared of what it made me
Now I can’t touch a cold stage

Shit that I been spitting probably
Get me some outrage

That’s not the way I’m moving
I’m tryna speak the truth
Like what am I really doing?

I guess it’s just what I’m doing
I guess it just all improvements
I’m Working on comfort cooling…