They dont think i'm cool enough

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

take a week, get right
it'll save your life
and your voice still fine
if the numbers die

they must think that you pissed off or sum
you ain't ever gon stop for none
i'm playin the game, i caught the slug
you get in the way, i gotta run

i got the gold
i got the gold

you ain't on shit, don't got the role
let em live, let em sit, do it all alone
there ain't a thing like me in they bones

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

don't got nothing else, i gotta get this shit together
i ain't paying any mind to the pressure, it's whatever
i could talk about myself but what about you
too much money to be made to be runnin round confused

i got the gold
i got the gold

they act like they ain't feelin nothing but they feelin sum fasho
they act like they ain't hearing nothing when they pop out to the show
they ain't gon never understand, they only come around to smoke
you get the fame, then the bag, you know all of it's a joke
grip the pill and the pole, watch how long you keep a soul
yea, you in control, bitch, bought and never sold
and this shit is getting old, bitch, toss it in the hole

they don't think i'm cool enough