[Bridge]
And if you gotta plan tell them niggas you the man
And if you never ran tell them niggas you the man
And if you got stans tell them niggas you the man
Put your motherloving hands up if u know you the man, damn
[Verse One]
Yo, these good times another day on the block
First of the month, the crack fiends come to pay for the rock
So I came to pay for the Roc, Nation, nomination
So I Can get with Cole World rocking on the stations
Nah, but it's cool joe, we homeless and all
A 7 on my ACT but man I'm focusing ya'll
I hope they open the mall, so I can escape for a day
I think I plan on dropping out in either April or May
Cool, cause my future is as bright as the Midas
Touch I'm feeling that I'll scope a nigga like the kaleidos
And the District Attorney just wait to sit to indict us
They saw my record with the rich and they saw I had priors
I keep feeding them fires, praise and grace to the highest
I'mma profit out the jam like Rodney King in the riots
Nigga, yea I gotta make some good rhymes
But see my everyday struggle is a good time
[Hook]
I know we homeless but we still got, (Good Times!)
We catch a felony and get caught, (Good Times!)
We getting beat up by the police, (Good Times!)
We got the tech tryna hold piece, (Good Times!) (x2)
[Verse Two]
I'm for the brothers like I'm Isley
Music business having me in wishing wells similar to Ida B
My privacy been taking over the years
But I’ma put my music aspirations over my fears
My shoulder has tears, gotta wipe it off like you hova
Over time I hope I ride up in a rover
Get lucky as a clover my career a supernova
Instead I get the Novocaine numbing my veins
But yo I feel you, me and dub a make an ill crew
Rapping since we grammar school kids in the field to
Making dopeness in philosophy for prophecy greatness
Saying we the ish like colonscopy patients
Nah, we raw, misingredient deviants
In allegiance, to reinvent the future of the cd spin
Of a classic, rapped up in plastic
These good times make you feel so ratchet
And if you gotta plan tell them niggas you the man
And if you never ran tell them niggas you the man
And if you got stans tell them niggas you the man
Put your motherloving hands up if u know you the man, damn
[Verse One]
Yo, these good times another day on the block
First of the month, the crack fiends come to pay for the rock
So I came to pay for the Roc, Nation, nomination
So I Can get with Cole World rocking on the stations
Nah, but it's cool joe, we homeless and all
A 7 on my ACT but man I'm focusing ya'll
I hope they open the mall, so I can escape for a day
I think I plan on dropping out in either April or May
Cool, cause my future is as bright as the Midas
Touch I'm feeling that I'll scope a nigga like the kaleidos
And the District Attorney just wait to sit to indict us
They saw my record with the rich and they saw I had priors
I keep feeding them fires, praise and grace to the highest
I'mma profit out the jam like Rodney King in the riots
Nigga, yea I gotta make some good rhymes
But see my everyday struggle is a good time
[Hook]
I know we homeless but we still got, (Good Times!)
We catch a felony and get caught, (Good Times!)
We getting beat up by the police, (Good Times!)
We got the tech tryna hold piece, (Good Times!) (x2)
[Verse Two]
I'm for the brothers like I'm Isley
Music business having me in wishing wells similar to Ida B
My privacy been taking over the years
But I’ma put my music aspirations over my fears
My shoulder has tears, gotta wipe it off like you hova
Over time I hope I ride up in a rover
Get lucky as a clover my career a supernova
Instead I get the Novocaine numbing my veins
But yo I feel you, me and dub a make an ill crew
Rapping since we grammar school kids in the field to
Making dopeness in philosophy for prophecy greatness
Saying we the ish like colonscopy patients
Nah, we raw, misingredient deviants
In allegiance, to reinvent the future of the cd spin
Of a classic, rapped up in plastic
These good times make you feel so ratchet
( Isaiah G )
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