Ntrlhigh - Thecoolismac, Lola Coca

HOOK

Take to the sky on a natural high

Get outta space when I take gas to face

Guess the god flow ain’t enough Pray for better days

We in the same league I’m just makin better plays

Apply pressure til I’m havin my way

Havin my way

Them niggas said we wouldn’t amount and that’s a slap in the face

That’s why you see me on Edgewood on a Wednesday

Street cred no loss and if I did I shook it off

Put my pockets in the green Or I’m not involved

Goin broke ain’t a good look at all

Winter spring and summer fall thew

Get you a glimpse of the livin proof

Classic nigga never had a suit

Ima blow yo fuckin mind if you never had that boot

Always catch me in Nike cuz I never needed a Boost

Black in Hollywood Gettin loose w skaters

Ain’t nothin major just the coolest Nigga from Decatur

Bless your soul if you near me

Think you comin close to me Not nearly

Damn my stock jumpin severly clearly

She gone take there like Siri

I could never let that hate pierce me

HOOK

Take to the sky on a natural high

Get outta space when I take gas to face

Guess the god flow ain’t enough Pray for better days

We in the same league I’m just makin better plays

BRIDGE

Why do you wanna be that guy?

Fronting like you running in London and popping bottles but you broke

Hunting to impress but can’t finesse the rum and coke

VERSE: Lola Coca

Let me just pinch my two fingers

And then I’ll pinch your wick out

Extinguish all fire hazards since you’ve been dancing with your dick out

Wow

If I wasn’t sure before you definitely are a prick now

Fuck you

I’m sensitive

I’m like Kanye

Without hits (owww)

More sass then assassinating a Sasquatch

I’m locked in like a padlock

But still laid back as a hammock

Chill out chill

Kick back fuck you

I love you

But I’m mad

Is that so right or so wrong

Better buy yourself a bed you’ve been sleeping on me for so long

Pushing all my buttons since FIFA featured my song

Like a preacher preaching, I’m long

Monica, you’re so gone

I sing when I’m stressing

Your lessons aggressive

My only soul guess is

I couldn’t be on your guestlist

But, oh shit is that how it is?

But the joke is, you’re the only one who keeps my focus

BRIDGE

Why do you wanna be that guy?

Fronting like you running in London and popping bottles but you broke

Hunting to impress but can’t finesse the rum and coke

OUTRO

And it doesn’t even make sense

But being on the fence is my biggest self defence

No pretence — the D is decent

It’s different but it doesn’t really make a difference, huh?