Pink Goodie

Pink Dreamz, yeh
Uh, No matter what you do, Don't stop
Don't stop being you, No matter what you do
Don't stop, Don't stop being you

Riding, But I'm always watching
Haters, Are always watching
Faders, elevators
I think I've got to go
Going straight to the top, yeh ay
I'll see you later, See you later

Hey, yeh I did it all
I'm about to break and ball
I'm about to start a brawl
I'm about to buy the mall
P-p-P-Pink Dreamz always winning
Twenty twenty vision, Just chillin in the kitchen
Heating up that stew yeh you know we winning
Get the sauce, I'm breaking em off
Lewie selling the soft
Yeh I used to do the soft
Til I kicked it back in the loft
Greenwich, saving money not spending
Doing time like a sentence
Peripheral, my eyes like an eagle
Diamonds in my back pouch, marsupial

Riding, But I'm always watching
Haters, Are always watching
Faders, elevators
I think I've got to go
Going straight to the top, yeh ay
I'll see you later, See you later

Still put it down (Still put it down)
Pink Goodie now (Pink Goodie now)
Bounce wit me now, Black hoodie out
Funny motherf*cker, Arsenio
Marsupial, I got it in a pouch
I got it in the bag. Whatchu talk about?
What you really bout? What you really bout?
What you really bout, bout, bout, bout, bout?

I, can see em watching (I can see em)
I, can hear em talking (I hear em)
I, don't got it all figured out but I got it all plugged in
I, am just waiting on the explosion

Riding, But I'm always watching
Haters, Are always watching
Faders, elevators
I think I've got to go
Going straight to the top, yeh ay
I'll see you later, See you later

I don't really care if you like this
I am not trying to impress you
I am just trying to be the best me
Which is already better than the best you
I just got one hell of an imagination
I just got one hell, hell of a dream
And I just got really f*cking sick and tired
Of listening to you tell me what I can and can't be

So I step back to see who celebrates with me
And who steps back because they can't see
It's me and not them, could've been them, not me
Could lend a helping hand but I know how it be
With the take, take, take
And the hate, hate, hate
Throwing shade, shade, shade
Cuz we great, great, great - ay



Credits
Writer(s): Glenn Gilson, Ryan Pinkall
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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