Good

Young nigga used to wanna get up out the hood
Sit back and count this money like it should be all good
Chill with bae Smoking medi, I should be all good
Niggas wasn't with me when it wasn't all good
Where the fuck was you 'fore the shit was all good
Butter and the toast and now we toast to eatin' good
Nigga ask me what Im doin and I told 'em bein' good
Ask me what Im doin and I'll tell you bein' good

Where the fuck was you fore the shit was all good
Now you wanna roll cause you know its all good
And imma put you on cause you know its all good
Imma put you on cause you know its all good
Where the fuck was you

Wake up and bake up put clouds in the air
Cause some days wasn't sunny, man nobody cared
Just be Knocks on my soul but aint nobody there
Flew to the sky cause I don't mind the glare
Said I flew to the sky cause I don't mind the glare
Actions is past tense and niggas be actin like
We wasn't blowin' them O's in the air
Brown in my cup cause I flow when I sip
Flew thru the city controlin' the Zip
Young nigga wit me pistol in a grip
He in the field and don't have kills
But he boutta get one cause you know that its real
Text me and told me your soul isn't healed
Don't know where the fuck Im goin with this
All I know is that Im flowin with this
And where the fuck were you, you sure wasn't there (Nah)

Where the fuck was you fore the shit was all good
Now you wanna roll cause you know its all good
And imma put you on cause you know its all good
Imma put you on cause you know its all good
Where the fuck was you
Now you wanna roll, cause you niggas know
If you wasn't from the go, it's a no (yeah)

Madhouse
Fuck wit me
It's A.P.Black
Swiss what up
Yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Paul Durham
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