If it wasn't for the bad, there be no good I want you to your horn if you're just glad to be leaving (Yes, sir) Me, I'm big it's just a pleasure to be here A jam I wrote for people that mean a lot to me And it goes a lil' something this
I dedicate this to true friends, ones that's be there Whether you're in a eyed Benz or the Federal Penn Ones that will show you love when surrounded by hate Won't say nothing behind your back they can't say to face
The ones that will come to your grave and beer on your plot Cry at your funeral whether you it or not The ones that'll put money in the The ones that will go check on the kids and Gail you in jail
Now that's a mother, tsshh The ones you can turn to when you need 'em the 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 people talking 'bout finna kick that, The ones that watch come and go 'cuz they was really friends Prove they loyalty to ya and time again The ones that know you and what all about The ones your life wouldn't be the with out them damn
Cool peoples and you'll always be, with me Cool peoples and you'll be, ever so cool (Everyone can to this one here)
Leaving you was the thing I ever had to do I don't know if it was mouth Or my attitude that our group out dancing or just walking in circles Screaming at each other till we both purple
Heard you got a new man and got a new I wish you the best you what I'm saying Regardless be (Cool me)
From to time I think about ya till the hours pass Reminisce on how you was shaped a hour glass Come to think of it we ain't even in months Hit me up lil momma we can,
'Cuz you cool peoples and always be, cool with me Cool and you'll always be, ever so cool
The ones you lost along the way but will find they way back The ones had love for J before he was Haystak The ones that will watch your when you drunk in the club to your girls and get you to keep you from, shhh
The ones that will always be you When you get that big they going to be there to remind you you came from and who you really is The ones been there since y'all was little kids
The ones that you told you can do anything you wanted to ever you decide to do give 'em everything you got boo People you can turn to in your of need Holler at your home boy, the hustle he might you some weed
The people who will be there in jail to see your ass Put they to the glass (One love, homie) The ones that be down to the very end Y'all ain't related by blood but they just ken
peoples and you'll always be, cool with me Cool peoples and always be, ever so cool