Cool It Out Lyrics - Kur

[Intro] 

I just feel like if I hit this L i'll be cool 

You feel me 

[Verse 1; Kur] 

I was so confused I was stuck 

Now i'm in the mood i touch bucks 

Use to pick up jewels from uncut 

Niggas get a tool they pumped up 

I then lay in pools im pumped up 

Pounds they gon move me from fucked up 

From a town where niggas get fucked up 

From a town where niggas get stuck up 

Can't be round niggas thats fucked up 

That was Kur pulling the truck up 

Now i'm fucking whores that was stuck up 

Wanted more but i had tough luck 

Wasn't sure when imma come up 

Me and Dot scraping them crumbs up 

Spot hot undies gon bum rush 

I'm shot did all that dumb stuff 

I'm hot still on the come up 

With these thots niggas want one up 

I don't give a fuck, go fuck 

Standing in the cut post up 

Niggas talking tough get choked up 

Yea my life was tough but so what 

Keep my head up ain't fold up 

Get your bread up the hoes fuck 

I then teared up and rolled up 

Think about it Al was so young 

Think about the days with with low funds 

Gotta keep your faith its gon come 

I was losing faith ain't gon front 

Nigga I just ate i'm going dumb 

Nigga I just ate i'm going 

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[Hook] 

Cool it out, Cool it out, Cool it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Cool it out, Cool it out, Cool it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Cool it out, Cool it out, Cool it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Cool it out ain't nothing to shoot it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out, ok lets shoot it out 

[Verse 2; Omelly] 

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I'm with the gang and we move it out 

It ain't nothing we can shoot it out 

Broad day put the tool in his scalp 

Fuck later I wanna do this shit now 

On the road i'm really tired of these clowns 

Got the slip and man they gotta get down 

FN and I gotta full pound 

Walk up on em really fuck em around 

Bust down rollie I payed for it 

40k what I paye for it 

We shitting on niggas that hate us 

Yea we got [???] pop these papers 

Fuck all them niggas we blaze em yea 

Head shot front page em yea 

We got the city on lock from SP to Uptop 

And we got them bitches on lock 

County niggas getting guap 

They ain't never gonna stop 

Finna make shit pop 

Counting cash spinning blocks 

Philly niggas on top 

[Hook] 

Cool it out, Cool it out, Cool it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Cool it out, Cool it out, Cool it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Cool it out, Cool it out, Cool it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out 

Cool it out ain't nothing to shoot it out 

Ain't nothing lets shoot it out, ok lets shoot it out