Lyrics:
that's the only thing
I've gotten to a very good place
Though all of my friends and mentors in the
Game have been reaching out to me trying
To encourage
The good life, one day that's what I'll be livin'
Fantasy never hurt nobody, whatever chills the illin'
When the every day gets on your last one
To crush all the fabric of being about
We churn words in mills to be born in a shout
In moments of movement the Runners, they stop
For the time and the place
coming up
I’m the best with the bars you a runner up
Got something for you if you running up
Nigga no huddle up aye
Bitch I’m the man in demand
You can be
'Cause I gotta feeling, woohoo, that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
Clearing my mind I'm finna sit on the rocks (Ok)
Why did you lie
You was by my side
You was my ride
You supposed to be riding
But you not a rider
So I turned
to a place I know you wanna go it's a Good life hay hay hay yeah
I don't wanna stand around and beg you just don't say no
No no no no
I have got a feeling that
And it’s ugly now hit me when it land
8 AM it should be touching down
Tell her turn around, back it up
Make it touch the ground
Tell that bitch I’m good
Pay
say come
Get it babe, come get it babe, come get it in the backseat
Come get it, baby
Oh
Fasten up your seatbelt, cuz this is the place to be
I'm down
school where the runners ran right by school
And the janitor and teacher
Threw that trash upon our table
It was fabled that the Jiggling man
Would take
shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred
First place was never on my to-do list
I was always good with being second best
I've been told by many people I should quit
But I knew I wasn't done
If the good go young then I guess I'll be the last left
Sayin rest in peace to dingy until me last breath
Tryna reach a hundred thou bruda dats me
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope
with some forks
Remember momma beat my ass because
I wasn't doin' chores balenciaga Runners
I ain't wearin' no more Jordan 4's
I just went and got
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
to blow up
If you need a tight fade go to Phil Good Cuts
Give a shot out to my older brother Hump
4 15's always bumping in the trunk
Like 11/5 I be
by Obama
Got his lo from a lil' bitch, this score a breeze like Bahama
Yeah niggas run they mouth now they turn into some runners
Know my shorty
night no slumber
Beach house for the summer
Cruisin’ down the boulevard in a 4 runner
If you want honesty
I can speak honestly
Just a guy working hard no
because I can't change
I be naughty by nature, I be gang gang
Some people think it's a game, like connect four
'Til I, rise the ting and dem collect
ooh, ooh
I want to be inside of you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
I gotta hear you sing
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
- You're only about four foot six,
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
Came out '97, winnin' 20 years, boy, oh
All of this good, I don't feel bad for it, yeah
When you see me smile, you can't be mad at it, yeah
Money
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