Cool and Calm - Dumbfoundead

Waking up to instrumentals playing, Smoke up in the ceiling fan

Complicated wordplay but really I’m a simple man

I like my weather good, I like my women hood

I keep it one hundred, and get misunderstood

Don’t get my words twisted now, we ain’t all the same

Some got a silver spoon, others have a ball and chain

Some wish you all the best, some wish you all the pain

Life’s a game and I’m trying to make the hall of fame

This society asks you to pick a side

Every minute of your life, three hundred and sixty five

Red or blue, big or small, yes or no, right or wrong

The difference between the two is the feeling of I belong

Yeah, we in the middle of all this

The temperature’s rising like the middle of August

They litter the airwaves, you pick up the garbage

Big dreams coming out this little apartment

All I know is keep it cool

I stay calm

They ask me «How you do that?»

«What is this fool on?»

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

It’s the whole lot of nothing that keeps me on track

All I know is keep it cool

I stay calm

They ask me «How you do that?»

«What is this fool on?»

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

It’s the whole lot of nothing that keeps me on track

Never reached six digits in my bank account

Credit score red, same color that I paint the town

Three month relationship, tells me she can’t wait around

You can break me down, as long as my fam’s safe and sound

I keep the weed lit, and keep my glass full

I call it real talk, they call it asshole

I call it on the grind, she calls it selfish

She needs me all the time, I call her helpless

Is it a problem that I don’t care

Maybe that’s the reason that I’m stuck at almost there, it’s no fair

On this path, there’s no warnings or road flares

All is fair in love games and warfare

Another underdog story for the books

But I promise that the story is as foreign as I look

Waiting at the bus stop to touring on a bus

When the going gets tough, I keep it up

All I know is keep it cool

I stay calm

They ask me «How you do that?»

«What is this fool on?»

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

It’s the whole lot of nothing that keeps me on track

All I know is keep it cool

I stay calm

They ask me «How you do that?»

«What is this fool on?»

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

It’s the whole lot of nothing that keeps me on track