Foolin' Around

(Album: The High Life - 2009)

Ayo, Jerm
Banger, aha

Rise and grind, tryna get this money right (What?)
'Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type
So I'm fooling around, I'm just fooling around
I'm just fooling around, I'm just fooling around (Yessir)
Rise and grind, tryna get this money right
'Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type
So I'm fooling around, I'm just fooling around
I'm just fooling around, I'm just fooling around (Aight, check it, look)

I'm just fooling around, coming new with the sound (Uh-huh)
I give you music that pounds, start moving the ground
I'm a wildfire, y'all just burning slow
Got that Midas touch with it, how it turn to gold (Aha)
You gotta earn your own chips, never lose focus
Bang it 'til your ears going deaf like Moses (Like Moses)
I'm on vibrate, buzzing all crazy
Haters getting mad 'cause I'm fucking all their ladies (Aha)
I stay skeed, smoke until I can't see (Can't see)
Taking pictures with a hater like, "Say cheese"
Yeah, I'm kinda young, weaving where the vinyl's spun
But no practice here, so call me Iverson
But I'ma be ready when the finals come
Said I'ma be ready when my time'll come (Okay)
Gimme brain, get inside their mind
Go to sleep, wake up, now it's rise and grind (Oh, oh)
Ayo Jerm, tryna tell 'em, man (Go 'head)
Let's get it (What?)

Rise and grind, tryna get this money right
'Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type
So I'm fooling around, I'm just fooling around
I'm just fooling around, I'm just fooling around
Rise and grind, tryna get this money right
'Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type
So I'm fooling around, I'm just fooling around
I'm just fooling around, I'm just fooling around (Aight, look, ha ha)

Look when I come around and spit that flow (Uh-huh)
Three in a row, no Tic-tac-toe
Hit that Dro, get so blowed
Hold up, let's spit that slow, ooh, I'm high ([?])
Y'all hating, you gon' stop, I'm coming to your block
Still hear my music knock (Aha)
Gon' take this to the top, I want the top spot (What?)
Spitting them pop rocks (Uh-huh), the human talk box
I'm top notch and you ain't got a fan yet
Watch me blow their minds with some bars, call me Xanax
I ain't even going hard, told you my flow is sharp
And when the Dro is sparked, sitting back: Rosa Parks
Don't call me lazy, I ain't just some bum kid
But I can bust wigs with every single drum kit
I like to joke a lot, I'm [?] I'm not
My moms is walking in the room like, "Are you smoking pot?"
Blow the smoke out like, "Yes, I am"
So can I motherfucking kick this? (Yes, you can)

Rise and grind, tryna get this money right
'Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type
So I'm fooling around, I'm just fooling around
I'm just fooling around, I'm just fooling around
Rise and grind, tryna get this money right
'Cause life's a joke, I'm the funny type
So I'm fooling around, I'm just fooling around
I'm just fooling around, I'm just fooling around