Lyrics:
what I'm reppin, not where I'm from it's where I'm living
Mr. Patton taught me it's not about where you from but where you pay rent
That goes for many
I'm still so good over you
I'm still so good over you
Even if I didn't have a dollar in the bank
Even if you were my only way
I'm still so good over you
fist all cash like a cave man
Then spend it with the same hand
Tryin to see it all I don't stunt flex or ball
Keep your shade I'm under money trees catch
perfect)
Yes, I do wrong (yes, I do wrong)
I'm trying my best, but (trying my best, but)
It ain't good enough (just ain't good enough)
Shunned by
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
She fina cuss
She say "hi nice to me you, I'm the BFF of Lexi"
Followed up by a, "treat my girl right cuz I get messy"
I guess it's just a
It's a good
(*singing*)
[Hook: Shyna - 2x]
I'm writing, a letter
I'm writing, writing a letter to my loved ones
[Trae]
Dear Dinkie, more it what happened
the street like 20 deep
Shot dice all days but sold fiens all week
I wanted Js on my feet im selling crack by the gs
Brother died on the street and they killed
can be our own role models in time
I'm doing really good
You better ask some body
I'm doing really good
You better ask some body
I'm doing really good
Written by pam reswick/steve werfel
Background vocals: natalie cole
Let me look at you, just look at you
You're a sight for sore eyes, yes you are
Some say I'm hoeish; some say I'm arrogant some say I'm cocky;
Some say I ain't shit but I got good dick, good dick, good dick, good dick
Some say
candle light, turn off the lights
Oh, let's make love tonight
Love me by candle light, turn off the lights, baby
I'm caught in your passion
Nothin'
Good alright, good alright, good alright
(My God been good alright)
I'm just gon' chill for the day
I know my bills been paid
I know that bag look right
is the person I used to be
Freed from the fear by Your perfect love
This is my exodus
This is my exodus
This freedom looks good on, freedom looks
fine, my love 'cause we've got that
Good life
We've got that good life, that good life
Can't let the moment pass us by
We've got that good life, that
down
When I'm good I'm bad
And when I'm bad I'm better
When I'm at my best
There's no room to guess
I'll be good
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Better
magic jus call me wizard
Do a good job Might get an incentive
Smoke this gas thinking I'm getting dementia
Everybody round me getting loaded (get loaded)
bout now
Now wow skateboard P shit bling blaow
85 south, I’m finna pull up on you right now
Trae young shit when I shoot my shit ima knock that down
Hol on this train goin' by
Pull up im sending that playa hater home
Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome
Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro
Yeah
Daydreaming thinkin' how to get some money
And then we good, and then we good
And then we'll be good
All I'm doin' thinkin' how to get some
alright?
I'm not feeling too good, too good myself
Are you feeling alright? Are you feeling alright?
Alright, I'm not feeling too good, too good myself
catching a train
Leave my phone machine by the radar range
Hello it's me, I'm not at home
If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone
I think a change
the Based God
I'm unfazed looking odd
Got so many guns like I'm boutta play COD
Semi automatic like a bey blade let it rip
What's a trae song without R-I-P
I'm Feelin good I'm great
Nigga Get the fuck out my face
Champagne bottles by the case
And she love it my way
Wanna be my world I need space
Cause
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