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Peezy

I'm Good, Pt. 6

 

I'm Good, Pt. 6

(album: Free Rio - 2021)


Yeah
No Hooks 3, pussy
Richer than I ever been, nigga
Let's go

Did my time in the feds, I ain't bitching, I'm a G (I'm a G)
Need an AMBER Alert, the roof been missing all week (Yeah)
It's just me and my mans, this a coupe, not a Jeep (It's no fucking Jeep)
Pull back up to the dealer, this bitch ain't got no backseats
I ain't tryna be rude, ho, I'm just saying (I'm just saying, bitch)
How much I gotta pay to fuck you and your best friend? (How much?)
She got mad and had a fit, I told the bitch I'm just playing
If I get married, I'ma have Gary as my best man (Gary)
Just to hop the line, it was twenty-five hundred (That's it?)
Told the lil' fuck nigga that ain't no money (That ain't shit)
Pulled a banky out and paid his ass in all hundreds (Yeah)
We been stacking all winter, so we balling all summer (Huh?)
I used to dream about this shit when I was broke (I did)
Ain't been doing shit but rapping, looking like I sell dope (I just rap)
Fuck a bitch to sleep, she woke up and found a note
That said last night was fun, but today, I had to go (I'm gone)
You hate to see niggas winning, boy, you a hater, huh? (Boy, you a hater, huh?)
You don't even like to tip the waiter, huh? (Pussy)
Thousand-dollar pants, Mike Amiris all flavors, huh? (I got 'em all)
Weed so loud, this shit waking all the neighbors up
Put your mans on with an ounce, he look bad (Damn)
My left arm cost a house, this shit sad (Shit)
They ask me why I spend it like that, it's just cash (It's just cash)
Can't die with this shit, so while you living, have a blast (Ball)
I'm from where them lil' niggas dying before they live (For real)
Why you think we fly to Miami, then go to LIV? (LIV)
Why you think we watching the camera and not cable? (Why you think?)
Why the fuck you think all this Ace of Spade on the table? (Yeah)
Man, look, tuh, ayy (Man, check it out)
Shit can be worse than it is, so be thankful (Be grateful)
I ain't tryna go back broke, that shit painful (Facts)
Full-length mink hang down to my ankles (Full-length)
No bullshit, I'm stuck to that paper like a staple (Paper)
Used to hit the bar and make it rain in the air (I did)
Now I ain't throwing you hoes shit, bitch, get off a nigga dick
I was sitting in the shoe and they ain't write me, I was pissed (I was sick)
Now they act like they forgot, damn, how quick do we forget? (Uh)
My son watch bigger than that one you bought your bitch (Cay)
That nigga only ten, but he already rich (He already rich)
I just hung up on the label, they ain't talking 'bout shit (Hello?)
Told 'em hit me back when they get motherfucking sense (I'ma call y'all back)
I'm arrogant and cocky (Yah), wrist rocky (Boy)
Diamonds hitting in my shit, boy, that bitch boxing (Yeah)
You look like it's 'bout to rain, man, your shit cloudy (Damn)
I been sipping too much drank, damn, I'm getting drowsy (I'm drowsy)
I'm a self-made millionaire (I'm a millionaire)
Ghetto living, out of prison, taking pictures, middle fingers in the air (Ask about me)
I don't really give a fuck, yeah, I live without a care
How he gon' judge me and he a motherfucking square? (Ghetto Boyz)
Forty on the watch, that's a motherfucking square (A brick)
And twenty more stacks for these damn solitares (Yeah)
Bitches calling out my name, I act like I can't hear 'em (Facts)
I'm just looking side-to-side, making sure they see me clear (Bling)
Took a couple shots, thank God I'm still here (Thank God)
Pussy-ass niggas celebrated when I went to jail (Pussy)
Came back balling, ask them niggas how it feel (How it feel, nigga?)
Independent, rich for real, no deal, on chill, nigga

No motherfucking deal, on chill, nigga, I'm rich for real

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