Tymain Robbins - Vibin' Out To Cole Lyrics

Yeah, I could tell you how I'm feeling, but I don't think you'd understand
2009, spinning The Warm Up while trying to figure out my plan
Locked and loaded with that wham, I got this gun inside my hand
Aiming for the top, and when I shoot my shot, pray it don't jam

I was bumping Friday Night Lights, same time, trying to get my life right
It was wintertime, remember the feeling, the music was chilling
Turned 14, memorizing 2Face and Enchanted
Getting inspired while trying to fast-forward my skills so I could manage

Rode the bus home, reciting lyrics and looking out the window
My Beats Solo Headphones playing Too Deep For The Intro
Get off at my stop, and I'm walking slowly as the wind blow
Then step inside the crib, kick off my kicks and let my pen flow

I'm writing while escaping life, a basketball game tonight
So I ain't staying, but more focused on verses that I'm saying
And I'm trying to get the girl from down the street to like me, but that can wait
This music is my happy place, can't wait until this Saturday

But in the moment, only got an hour to pen these lines
Yo, I gotta get back to school grounds and make it for layup lines
If I'm late, then I don't get to play or get a chance to shine
Love the game, but wish I'd rather have that time to write some rhymes and clear my mind, nigga

I was vibing out to Cole all day
Headphones blasting as I'm walking through class hallways
In my head like they don't know who I'm gonna be one day
They don't

I was just vibing out to Cole, nigga
Yes, sir
I was just vibing out to Cole, nigga
I was just vibing out to Cole, nigga
This right here come from my soul, nigga

Hey, I was camping out for kicks by the time 2011 hit
And I was passing out mixtapes to classmates trying to sell these hits
They used to say I was up next, but I ain't really feel it then
But yo, I really feel it now, wish I did in 2010

When I was always in and out the booth
Favorite rappers, how I found my truth
I was young, but had a lot to prove
After school, I had a lot to do
Sideline story put me in the mood
Worked on flows in ways I can improve
To capture minds soon as they hear my tunes
And always be the illest in the room

Now every verse a 10 for 10
Put reps in since a little kid
Walk in flexing on them like a nigga who just did a bid
Hey, I'm the one our God has sent
To save the world from rappers who get high
But what they write is mid
That should be the worst of sins

These niggas cannot contend, cannot compete
Most of them are obsolete
I'm rock solid and these niggas can't rock with me
I could lift you up, but still you'd never be on top of me
Dope so pure, yo plug wanna cop from me
Just cop a tee, support the dream

Man, I was vibin' out to Cole all day
Headphones blasting as I'm walking through class hallways
In my head like they don't know who I'm gon' be one day
They don't

I was just vibin' out to Cole, nigga
Yes, sir
I was just vibin' out to Cole, nigga
Friday
I was just vibin' out to Cole, nigga
Warm up

This right here come from my soul, nigga
One two, one two, one two
Yeah, one two, yeah

I know that they feelin' terror in my villain era
Went through so much trial and error, but now it's getting clearer
Delivery is well done, but somehow I'm getting rarer
They don't make them like this, bro, I'm as scarce as it gets

In myself, I made the best investment
Apple stock projections, crossed me twice
I guess I learned my lesson
You, you earned a death wish, plus your soul's in question
Learnin' all your methods from the lies you tellin
Cost me too much peace to keep on buyin' what you sellin

I don't trust easily people movin' in secrecy
Take things that I give, but there's things that they always keep from me
Throw dirt on my name, then extend they arm just to reach for me
Talk behind my back, but in my presence, it's hard to speak to me facts