Gwendolynn's Apprehension - Mick Jenkins

We, real cool

We, left school

We, learned late

We, seen scene

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, learned late

We, seen scene

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

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 block chain

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 bowling aye

Don’t get mad because I roll it straight

Bowl a strike, new pants 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 and young nigga, he don’t want to know

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

Real cool

We, real cool

We, left school

We, learned late

We, seen scene

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, learned late

We, seen scene

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

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 cohesive than simple calligraphy

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

A whole different mental, with a stencil and it 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

You should leave, 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 thinks he’s schooling me

Real cool

We, real cool

We, left school

We, learned late

We, seen scene

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, learned late

We, seen scene

We, jazz June

We, die soon

We, die soon

We, die soon with your cool ass

You niggas be too cool for me

Too many social rules for me