If it for the bad, there wouldn't be no good I want you to honk your horn if you're just to be leaving (Yes, sir) Me, I'm big Haystak it's a pleasure to be here A lil' jam I wrote for people that a lot to me And it goes a lil' something like
I dedicate to true friends, ones that's gonna be there Whether you're in a bubble eyed or the Federal Penn Ones that will show you love your surrounded by hate Won't say nothing behind your they can't say to your face
The ones that come to your grave and pour beer on your plot Cry at your whether you like it or not The ones put money in the mail The ones that will go check on the and Gail while you in jail
Now a real mother, tsshh The you can turn to when you need 'em the most Tell you to stay and keep your enemies close The ones that ain't about what they can get out of ya
Be there with 20 talking 'bout finna kick that, sshh The ones that watch suckers come and go they was really friends Prove they loyalty to ya and time again The ones that know you and what all about The your life wouldn't be the same with out them damn
Cool and you'll always be, cool with me Cool peoples and you'll always be, so cool (Everyone can relate to one here)
Leaving you was the hardest I ever had to do I don't know if it was your Or my attitude destroyed our group Went out dancing or just in circles Screaming at each other till we both turned
you got a new man and got a new plan I wish you the you know what I'm saying you'll be (Cool me)
From to time I think about ya till the hours pass on how you was shaped like a hour glass Come to think of it we ain't spoke in months Hit me up lil we can, pshhh
you cool peoples and you'll always be, cool with me Cool peoples and always be, ever so cool
The ones that you lost along the way but find they way back The ones that had for J before he was Haystak The ones that will watch your back when you in the club Come to your girls and get you to you from, shhh
The ones will always be behind you When you get that big they going to be there to remind you Where you came and who you really is The ones that's been there since y'all was little
The ones that loved you you can do anything you wanted to What you decide to do give 'em everything you got boo People you can turn to in time of need Holler at your boy, the hustle he might front you some weed
The that who will be there in jail to see your ass Put fist to the glass (One love, homie) The ones that will be down to the end ain't related by blood but they just like ken
Cool peoples and you'll be, cool with me Cool peoples and you'll always be, ever so