Cool As A Fan - Little Brother

Cool as a fan, cooler than a Stan, I am

Call my nigga up, «what's the plan?»

Packin up a van, time to move, product out

Servin in this town, for now we rulin out

I’m a loyal soldier, do what is asked

Grind with no question, a few months passed

Money comin slow but these bills comin quick

No health insurance, scared to get sick

Mami got questions I’m not tryna hear

Develop Tunnel Vision on this path we steer

The road less traveled, faced a few bumps

On the way — call it gravel to tryna get paid

Not bein made cause I do create artNot bein played, they considered us smart

Well nigga I am, that’s not a knock on me

That’s a shot at the world but the blind cain’t see.

Uh… Let’s go!

They say, «The industry changin him»

«Phonte to Phontigga, renamin him»

Niggas sleepin on the team uh, shame on 'nem

Same team from the old days, I hang with them

Won’t see me in the club makin it rain on 'nem

Or at the bar with hoes T-Pain'n 'nem

World renoun, look at me now

Wit Khrysis on the boards like he rebound

Can’t even stand next to us

But my hand, I extend like director’s cuts

I know that chy’all prol’ly ain’t expect as much

From a nigga that’s twice as you, and that’s a rough esti-mate

Just a Ball Park figure, all y’all get up

For All Star Tigga, see you actin hard

Don’t make me pull your card like Hallmark, nigga

Get smoked out like a Pall Mall, nigga

+Sit+ you +Sideways+ like Paul Wall, nigga

For the whole du-ray-tion of this verse

You can say it’s like a mo-vie, get the juicy details

No Mtume, niggas talk major

But they got no flavor like white folks Kool-Aid

… Uh!

Peace to my nigga Duvey

Goin to the tip-top, Hip-Hop Hoo-ray

Niggas say rap is in a drought, so my flow

Bring the water out — Phontiggalo Boucher

(«Now that’s some high quality H2O»)

I think I’m gonna get a bouquet!

(uh!)

Stay down in the trenches, keep swingin for the fences

LB, nigga!

Get ready for the LP, nigga!

Who the illest here, you tell me, nigga!

Ay, this is just to let y’all know in case you ain’t figured it out yet

Me and my man Big Pooh… we not goin nowhere, man!

F’real!