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I'm Good, Pt. 5

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Lời Bài Hát
(Wood On Da Beat)

Ayy, Dave

If I stop on this b**h, just bring me back in wherever I stop at

Goin' straight through on this b**h, hmm

(Da Realest)

Yeah

Turn it down a little bit in the headphones

Let's get it

Will I make it out these streets?

You would never know

I got court in the morning, I don't wanna go

Got some niggas doing life and they on level four

But they all rootin' for me, they just hope I blow

Got more cheese than all you niggas put together

Served more fiends than all you niggas put together

I get money, I don't care who f**' on my exes

Was countin' thirty when I found out the b**h was pregnant

You ain't been through what I been through, n**a

You ain't into what I'm into, n**a

You ain't never had to hustle 'cause the rent due, n**a

Put my own work in and send hits too, n**a

Silver spoon lil' n**a, you ain't never sold packs

I was in and out the trap when you was workin' at the plant

Fiends blowin' up my trap phone askin' where I'm at

I'ma call your ass back, wait a minute, let me pack

I put myself on, so I'm the only one I trust

See you buyin' bitches bags, need to buy a pair of nuts

I was raised around gorillas, n**a, I ain't scared of nothin'

Only thing your broke ass ever had was some buffs

The 'Gram ain't make me, so the 'Gram can't break me

Arm reach long from the A out to AZ

Young rich n**a, I ain't Alpo or AZ

Came up off purple like I'm from Grape Street

Detroit n**a with some mafia ties

Spend a band gettin' dressed, that's an outfit of mine

Feds wanna sit me down, but I'm not finna cry

I done smoked so many blunts, I feel like I'm finna die

Stack it up to the sky 'fore they take me to jail

You'll take you a shell before I take me an L

N**a heard I hit his b**h and he ain't take it too well

Took a picture on a yacht, sent it straight to the feds

I get money in lump sums, you keepin' your fronts up

Heavy-ass load like it came off a dump truck

Talkin' out his neck, I see them h**s got him pumped up

Real n**a, let my nuts hang like some nunchucks

When I was buyin' Rollies, you ain't have you a car

Spotted jumpin' outta foreigns, spendin' cash in the bar

Had to tuck the chain in 'cause it dance too hard

Heard you blacked your b**h eye 'cause she was starin' too hard

I ain't swipin' no cards, I'm peelin' straight off a stack

Got some niggas ride for me came straight off of Mack

I ain't have to hit the road, I was straight off the crack

Said f**k it, I was gone for a day and was back

Me and my b**h went on tour together, tuh

You and your b**h, y'all look poor together, n**a

Plug called and said the order ready, ayy

I'm goin' to trial, I hope the lawyer ready, f**k it

In the city ballin' on these lil' niggas like I'm Andre

Learned how to put that money up, now I'm beyond straight

Posted out in Bompton with them B's like Beyonce

Came to get the money, I don't care about the limelight

Get your mind right before you get your ass left

Dry snitching on the team, you'll get your ass wet

Pack flyin' out the door, I got a couple bags left

If we talkin' 'bout some real niggas, I'm the last left, n**a (Da Realest)