okay coleman! - what's your problem? Lyrics

This one sounding like some shit too
I might have to rob this instrumental
Cause Angelo LeRoi be going mental
Know we go way back like
That man Tory Lanez hair line
Before he went and got his ass canceled
I was hitting papers
Now I'm rolling Grabba Leaves
And smoking rapper weed
Back then I wouldn't even touch the weed
Pac-Man was a nice little kid sitting with trees
The only smoke he ever got was from neighborhood beef
Who said I was lactose
Young boy still getting cheese
Matter fact in school photos I showed all of my teeth
Forehead absorbed light and gleamed of Vaseline
Way before the skin care routines
But the shorties still loved me, though
The shorties still loved me, though
Know I had to switch the flow like K Dot did
Don't say I stole K Dot flow
Nigga it's obvious
Cole don't f*ck with birds
But still'll carry the flock with him
I speak for the populous
"We real cool," like Gwendolyn wrote, "we're each others harvest"
Yea
I'm still balling between the legs like Lebron and them
Since I got the same last name as the Mamba did, yeah

What's your problem then?
I'm never immune to the consequence
In a white man's world I'm a pup in a lion's den
Who's the fake woke nigga trying to talk politics
If the 4-C fried then we don't got time for him
I'mma drop more heat damage than climate did
I done set the bar too high
Who the f*ck climbing this
I been getting high, Charlie Sheen like you wylin' bitch
You think you a giant
We don't see eye to eye
Not even Goliath did
Bet he got popped by a Black dude who's 5 foot 10
Well
Well I'm compelled to tell my a capela probably pay
A village nah for real-ish I could make your label paid
(Okay, like)
Okay, I'll give, I tuck unspoken's into blunts and smoke 'em
Like what's my problem, more emotion make it hit more potent
Or so I thought, so I was taught
Or I was hoping to get stable motion off the clock
Well, I still tell the truth but you do not

Tell the truth, you not killing shit
Tell the truth, you too delicate
Tell the truth, you not eloquent enough for me to get into it
As if I'm not intuitive because I am, hm
Tell the truth, you not motivated
Tell the truth, you not dedicated
Tell the truth, you wasn't a full-time student
Full-time working, full-time music, and part-time player
For real
Tell the truth, you wasn't really in the field
For real
Yea, tell the truth, I'm just speaking
Tell the truth, I'm just staying stuff
Daba doo dava Labdoh
Davadaht daba doot, doo
It don't matter what I say now cause the song's ending, yeah
Tell the truth, I don't tell the truth
Am I lying bout telling the truth
Which one really is the truth