Cool With It

Can't get me out your head
Cool with it, used to it
I digress
F*** the rest of ’em all
Yeah, you said
F*** the rest of 'em all

Rollin' up rainbows & blueberry pie
Might make it sound pretty
Might make it real nice
But I only rolls with the realest that’s right
You peeped my rap game you liked it that's fye
I'm on a high
I felt our forces collide
Resketch the sky if our stars don't align
Said I'd be lying if i said i ain't tryna be
Channelling all of this energy higher

Can't f*** with my aura, my spirits alive
Pop up on my line
I decline & unwind
Let them speak volumes
I see it & fly away
Queen of a former love
Dethroned and dilated
Demean the duchess of dark raps & space stations
I peaked a level
You pigs talkin' playstation
Might just fly home for the weekend
And celebrate
Sticky sweet mango miss sweet talking sellotape
Might catch a feeling for you
F*** them older things
Only move forward with love
That’s the recipe
That’s way it be
You gon' tell me?

Can’t get me out your head
Cool with it, used to it
I digress
F*** the rest of 'em all
Yeah, you said
F*** the rest of 'em all

Picture this like
Baby made a wish
Blew a kiss to the moonlight
See me keep it cool right
Me lowkey like a true type
Me seen a toxic energy
And tossed it out the room byeee, byeee

When things fell apart
The music started
Only fw air sign artists
Are things bad as they have told us
Ain't no scrimmage to devotion
I spent nights dreamin’ in focus
Hot like jalapeno horus eye
Can open up and swallow
Pyramids of life & follow
Down this path to upward swings
I smoke my rhymes just Cairo tings
I been around the Nile while you sit and talk yo sh*t
Let it simmer in the summer
Heard about your newer sh*t & to be real honest?

Like I'm cool with it
They gon' keep talking they sh*t
But while they talk we gon' win
So like I'm cool with it
We gon' finesse in this b***
I copped that bread, ain't a thing
And like I'm cool with it
They gon' keep talking they sh*t
But while they talk we gon' win
So like I'm cool with it
We gon' finesse in this b***
I copped that bread, ain't a thing
And like I'm cool with it
Cool with it

Can't get me out your head
Cool with it, used to it
I digress
F*** the rest of 'em all
Yeah, you said
F*** the rest of 'em all