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letra de i'm good, pt. 5 - peezy

will i made it out these streets you’ll never know
i got court in the morning, i don’t wanna go
got some n-ggas doing life and they on level 4
but they all rootin for me they just hope i blow
got more cheese than all you n-ggas put together
served more fiends than all you n-ggas put together
i get money i don’t care who f-ckin on my ex’s
was counting 30 i found out the b-tch was pregnant
you ain’t been thru what i been thru n-gga
you ain’t into what im into n-gga
you ain’t ever have to hustle cuz the rent due n-gga
put my own work in and set hits too n-gga
silver spoon lil n-gga you ain’t ever sold packs
i was in and out the trap when you was working at the plant
fiends blowing up my trap phone asking where im at
ima call yo -ss back wait a minute let me pack
i put myself on so im the only one i trust
see you bad b-tches bags need to buy a pair of nuts
i was raised around gorillas n-gga i ain’t scared of nothing
only thing yo broke -ss 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 the az
young rich n-gga i ain’t alpo or az
came up off purple like im from grape street
detroit n-gga with some mafia ties
spend a bag and get dressed that’s an outfit in mind
fans wanna sit me down but im not finna cry
i done smoked so many blunts i feel like im finna die
stack it up to the sky before they take me to jail
you’ll take you a sh-ll before i take me a l
n-gga heard i hit his b-tch and he ain’t take it too well
took a picture on a yatch sent it straight to the feds
i get money in lumpsums you keeping yo fronts up
heavy -ss load like it came off a dump truck
talking out his neck i seen them hoes got it pumped up
real n-gga let my nuts hang like some nun chucks
when i was buying rollies you ain’t have you a car
spotted jumping outta foreigns spending cash at the bar
had to tuck the chain in cuz it dance too hard
heard you blacked yo b-tch eye cuz she staring too hard
i ain’t swippin no cards im pealing straight off a stack
got some n-ggas riding for came straight off of mack
i ain’t have to hit the roll i was straight off the crack
said f-ck it i was gone for a day and was back
me and my b-tch went on tour together
you and yo b-tch yall look poor together
plug called and said the order ready
im going to trial i hope the lawyer ready
f-ck it, in the city ballin on these lil n-ggas like im andre
learned how to put that money up now im 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 yo mind right before you get yo -ss left
dry snitchin on the team you get yo -ss wet
pack flying out the door i got a couple bags left
if we talkin about some real n-ggas im the last left

- peezy

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