Gewndolynn's Apprehension lyrics

[Intro]

We

Be feelin' like I'm French

[Chorus]

We, real cool

We, left school

We, lurk late

We, sing sin

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

With your cool ass

Real cool, with your cool ass

With your cool ass

Die soon

We, real cool

We, left school

We, lurk late

We, sing sin

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

[Verse 1]

Quick fast, quick fast, plus one that's quick math

Quicksand, sink slow for some quick cash

Quit that, got a better chance with Bitcoin

Big banks see you stuntin' and this shit's deep

Crypt keep and now you're fucking with the blockchain

Speed race until we running out of octane

I brought loud, you brought Reggie that's a mismatch

We not on the same page, it's just no, no way

Can't sauce through the beef this ain't Bolognese

Don't get mad because I roll it straight

Bowl a strike, new pens and I feel I need some more again

Tryna write while they bite, I'm not Holyfield

Disagree with the nigga but they know you real

They gon' see for themselves, know I told you so

Can't teach a young nigga, he don't want to know

Could be a flower, he don't want to grow

[Chorus]

Real cool

We, real cool

We, left school

We, lurk late

We, sing sin

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

With your cool ass

Real cool, with your cool ass

With your cool ass

Die soon

We, real cool

We, left school

We, lurk late

We, sing sin

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

[Verse 2]

Pardon my judgement, and its worth

I'm trying to be reflective, don't mean to be overt with it

All this shit connected no cursive, it's more coercive than simple calligraphy

Figure me, a whole different nigga from what I was meant to be

A whole different mental, it was stencil, that was incidental

This was way before followers when I was following

Wasn't until a bit later when I started flowering

And I needed pollination not your validation

'Til they tell you, you ain't shining that's the provocation

I be speaking on the humble in the conversation

Who would think that I still copped a Cuban link?

It was thrifting, now it's Barney's it's that newer mink

Barnes & Noble savage army nigga, who you read?

One stroke of the pen for your eulogy

Usually, if not shit new to me

You niggas be too cool for me

Too many social rules for me

That superficial shit ain't fooling me

I'm in the party and this nigga think he's schooling me

[Chorus]

Real cool

We, real cool

We, left school

We, lurk late

We, sing sin

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

With your cool ass

Real cool, with your cool ass

With your cool ass

Die soon

We, real cool

We, left school

We, lurk late

We, sing sin

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

[Outro]

You niggas be too cool for me

Too many social rules for me

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:Pieces Of A Man (2018)