TXR - Cool-Aid (feat. Jayza)

Yeah uh huh
Ay 1 2 1 2 say what
Ay
It's Ambient Village
Uh yeah
Back in the building
Uh yeah
Hands to the ceiling
Focus your vision
Shut up and listen
Yo
It's TxR ain't no façade
I embrace on my flaws
My train of thought stays blade sharp
When I'm faced against odds
Blatantly raw y'all can't front
Cause I make it hard
I'm a bartender with eight arms
The way I handle bars
This ain't my first occasion
Familiar but far from Jaded
Cause I learned there's a lot waiting
To earn verse what I came with
A simple person still don't misinterpret
My word for basic
Throw dirt on my name
Watch a monster awaken
A zombie gladiator
All ops get decapitated
Got heart so I come out on top
At the end of altercations
My hearts racing, blood on my face
My arms waving
A flagrant flock of flipping ravens
At the audience saying
Is this not entertainment
If not just wait then
I am a lot of things
One thing I'm not is complacent
What I got up my sleeves
Make Niggas hold on so their dayshift
Fuck TxR call me Steve
My jobs innovation
What I create will make you feel it
Wherever you find it
Setting the game on fire
We changing the climate
Till everything around me wavy
Bitch I want an island
It's do or die fuck maybe
Only I can deny me
It sounds crazy
But it's true I ain't gaslighting
My past life is the last titan
Picking fights with Goliath
My soul is jaded so in chaos
All I hear is silence
Due to trials and tribulations
That forced my refinement
Blindfolded through turbulence
I stay gliding
I won't stop we taking over
And taking it higher
Young black rulers
buying land like Mansa Musa
At the dealer with the bag
All cash no Transunion
Now we in that Jag' cruising
No tints it's translucent
Women glanced through it
Get blasted by Cupid
Triple digits on the dash
It's so fast the shits stupid
I hit the gas then it sends a nigga
back to the future
Whoa
Great Scott
I'm ahead of my time
I came far can't stop
Or fall behind
It takes heart
To maintain like I
It's TxR signing off
Jayza grab the mic
Great Scott
I'm ahead of my time
I came far can't stop
Or fall behind
I ain't the type
That just waits by the side
Watching the world pass by
Imma take what's mine
Nappy headed nigga
And I'm winning
Cool Aid sips with chicken
Yeah I'm with it
Dark skinned
Still I got privilege
I got vision
Y'all just got opinions
Y'all be tripping
Think I give a fuck
You got me twisted
I'm the architect
of my own image
I'm feeling myself
I need an witness

Written by:
Bryan Nguyen, Tony Robinson

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