Calm and Coolin

By J.Simplicity

On The ORANGE Room

Released on March 13, 2020

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[Produced by J.Simplicity]


[Verse 1: J.Simplicity]

Sleeping at the top, nightmares at the bottom

Everyone wanna be fly till you swat them

You ain't nothing to me, tell me get em so I got em

Fucking with this girl well, make sure that pussy is throbbin

Where my taxes going too, feeling like they robbing

Recycling these issues, but we not solving the problem

We got the light signal out, where Batman and Robin?

But no one gonna help you out, solve your own problem

So I solve it myself cause I turn nothing to something

Your voices never heard cause this music that we’re bumping

Ignorance is bliss, have fun and chase the check

Until you realize the only life guarantee is death


[Chorus]

So many people, in my life

But without you, how can I survive?


[Verse 2: J.Simplicity]

How can I survive? How can I survive?

Suicide on my mind, but I'm too alive

That is what I fear the most, is the unknown

What happens when you die? Does your soul go home?

Or do I go to heaven or am I sleep forever?

Or do I go to hell cause I did not live no better?

I will change up quick like this California weather

Cause I ain’t tryna write no damn testament letter

But honestly, fuck this shit I'm Calm and Coolin

They don't care who you are only what you're doing

So you gonna leave a legacy or be an average g?

Open up your mind, how it be, there's more life to see

I don’t got no close friends, only family

Cause all my close friends is my fuckin’ family

They the only ones that’ll keep you away from insanity

And maybe a little fuckin’ drank and some Cali tree


[Chorus]

So many people, in my life

But without you, how can I survive?


[Verse 3: ThreeOhPacOhh]

Well, cope this Mr. President of the U.S

Don’t you know this is a typical day where I stay, you may say

We live in a way that brings fear to the middle class

And the white man leaves quite fast from my area

They scared of ya thugs, killas, and bandits

This scandal can’t handle being put up in a mantle

Tell me what I do in my situation, do I push dope or get an education?

My frustration is gas, it's clear, but I fear that I might have steered too much in the wrong direction

I’ve been exposed to this thug life so much, it's becoming infection

Now redemption is possible, but not plausible because the obstacle that I’m facing is persuading myself

This thug life is not a good health, just killing myself and pursuing the wealth

But don’t let me be misunderstood, I just wanna be the Robin Hood of the Dino

Even if I must scope a bag of a Kilo

But that just increases the problem, the drugs I wanted to stop and not what got them in the palm of my hands

I don’t understand I just wanna be the man and bring home to the common Mexican

I look in the mirror, I can’t even stand my reflection

Yo bullets ain’t enough though, I need an extension and an AR to counter these counter opposition that wish death upon us for our position

I am my brother’s keeper

His enemies are mine and the slope is getting steeper

You see, in the end we share friends and we share robbers, so these homicidal tendencies are part of survival