Cool Off

Sometimes you gotta give a nigga a little bit of space you know

Gotta cool off you know

And all I'm saying is like, spoil me with your consistency

Always remain the same you and you won't have to worry about a different me

Let's get it

I ain't your boyfriend, we got a understandin'

Titles for soap operas, why is you so dramatic

Why is you over-exaggerating with all the chatter

Slappin' me on my back, hoping that something happen

Give me a second or two, that's why I ain't messin' with you

Hangin' me on so you can holler domestic abuse

See it's time that a nigga rode

Things have gone awry and you tryna change a nigga road

Never trust a bitch, just tryna meet a side bitch

They just fly enough to out-connive the prior one

And it be fine to just get high and let the time run

But all that bullshit cryin' got me tryna tell you I'm done

Just give me a second to cool off

If you respect me then take a second and cool off

Sit and reflect, these imperfections is with us all

Wrap up a blunt and we wrap it up when it's - hol' up

Give me a second to cool off

If you respect me then take a second and cool off

Sit and reflect, these imperfections is with us all

Light up another and we discuss when it's all gone

Oh baby

Keep it cool cause I'm a lose if you gon' lose on my love

Oh baby

Keep it cool cause I'm a lose if you gon' lose on my love

Nah this ain't no deep shit, this ain't no we shit

This is that honesty, that's how it's gotta be shit

Gotta say peace to you when you on that weak shit

I'm on that see you out in public and don't speak shit

You ain't my main joant. we got a understandin'

She catchin' feelings and now them feelings is hard to manage

She broke up with her man, threw me all in the middle

Let's keep it real doe, you probably thinkin' I'd be your pillow

Thinkin' I'd be your shoulder, you tell me what's on your temple

In turn you givin' me lip our bodies is inconsistent

So pardon my starin' but see your body is so prolific

A body magnificent make designer she worth expenses

And every woman over 20 want a perfect man

And 20 something women just want someone understand

But as you live and learn, and you love and lose

By 47 you lucky if someone give a damn

So we can just enjoy the company of one another

And I only answer the phone if it's Warner Brothers

Rozay and some others, that mean it's numbers comin'

See money talkin' that little box, end of discussion