Cool Enough - SPM

I loved you, I couldn’t live without you

My life was all about you, and that just wasn’t cool enough

And now I’m back though, and rolling in my benzo

On 22 Lorenzo, and now you want to call me up

Do you recall a trip to NYC (remember that)

I spent all the money that I made that week (working hard for my dough)

38 hours on my 9 to 5

No matter how I tried your ass was never satisfied

Go back in town and I’m driving us home (already)

Stop at the light and you jocking someone’s clothes (what you looking at)

I knew right then it wouldn’t be me (uh huh))

Relationship was history (out the door)

I just can’t bring me back for no it watching h-o-e

High priced hoochie, love that coochie

But I won’t sit back and let a broad use me

Too much cash in my jeans left pocket

In the VIP blowing kill with the Rockets

Baller shot caller, sipping alcahola

Dopehouse after-party, everybody follow

Don’t trip, I got it real sick now-a-days

Six police that be earining they pay

Breaking up fights, and shining they lights

Take them all to jail till they learn to be nice

Jose, and my boy Mario

Brought a truck full of bud, we gone party yo