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Good Thing

Leah Smith

The Good Life

2011

this oneness can't be severed, well very well
By God's grace I married well. I Found a good thing.

[Chorus]
You'll always be my love (oh my my my)

this should really be illegal
I can barely seem to walk straight
I notice people all wait
On my by the table I think maybe I'll stay
What is this,

this should really be illegal
I can barely seem to walk straight
I notice people all wait
On my by the table I think maybe I'll stay
What is this,

Makes Jack a dull
Boy, I fuckin' murdered this game, burned it to flames
I felt like Ed when he said, remember the name, oh boy

I make dope, it don't

featuring Rappin 4-Tay

Too Short:

Say hoe
yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that
Will

what happened last week
We rocked shows with flows, and hoes came out their clothes
A grenade in the bunch, me and Jay nose goes
Uh-Oh
Mama said there'd

a quarter back 
Boy been in it three years, ain't nobody calling me back
Gotta wrap it up, like they taught in sex ed 
Sorry, I'm just spitting what's off

thrills, your paintings
The bills - you'll pay for
What kills you is laziness and losing feels - demotivated by placebo pills
You gotta stand by yourself

the late me
And I got a lot going on my mind
Lost time felt lost what a waste but I'm back now
Suspicions they turn into doubts and these
Doubts in my mind

to the stage and leaving my town
Oh my
The stage is bumping fuck alright
Let's keep going till the light
This what happens when you fight
Those sleepless nights

of the girls just like me
Oh baby I don't think so

Yeah my music is a reaction
It's the reality of what so many women feel every day
It's how it feels
It's

Finna go ghost (Oh-oh)
I'm a ****king G.O.A.T., yea
Let's go, oh (Varen made this track)

H**s up in my inbox, finna go ghost
Get the dots Pac-Man,

It’s just another day in the
Life of an artist searching for truth in the
Rhymes that I harvest
Art is my savior, art is my crutch
Art is my

Yes I can admit it
(Yeah, I can admit to it)
For now thats all I have to say
(I can admit to it)
I hope that helps

Oh, and made this beat by the way

run and hide
Like it or not, one day, we all die
God don't give a shit if your family by your side
One day yo God gonna take yo life

Interdimensionally

visibly sweating
What if I find out I am the one at fault for all this?
That the devil is me?
That I am not more like Christ?
But literally oppositely

fire with the things I do
I'm on an island by my lonesome stranded
Low key and stayin' candid, reflect on all the things I try my hand at
Search for

cuz I'm workin' and I follow up
With, work ethic, and a plan, I won't be swallowed up
By loose ends when all it takes is dedication
Pre-pare-ed-ness, I

Verse: 1

You want in well I’ll open up the door
Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors 
You can tell by the quality I’m making a living
Triple coat

what you get is what you offered
Mentality on Mamba, and that's all due to Kobe
I do this for my Savior, and I'm going hard for Tobi
Told my brother they

the trenches
Me and them savages
Ridin' 'round, Glizzy-ed up
We got them sticks too
Don't get it fucked up, yeah hey Zay
Young Jefe holmes, oh

Soon as I walked

The Purest With Scoring
Let’s Run It Up,
Got A Full Clip
What I’m Running From?(Oh)
Shooters I’m With
Are The Purest With Scoring
Let’s Run It Up,
Got A Full

yeah, yeah yeah

Trapaholics Real Trap Shit

Stayed down now young nigga really got that bag, lemme talk my shit
Shout out the plug he a sweet ass lick oh

out
Swinging swords like conan oh man
Dollar and a dream what you mean baby
All i had was a pair of g unit sneakers and a coke can
And a bunch of old