We Good

[Verse 1:]

It's mister fresh up in this bitch, so how y'all wanna get it

I got the game locking like a fence, they trying to pick it

My shows be loud, can't hear the chirping of them crickets

Got the bitches driving reckless, just to say they got a ticket

Everybody with it, that's why that money pouring in

If these niggas buzzing, then I gotta be the orca man

How'd I make my firework, it's feeling like the 4th again

Good d, so bitches wanna kick it like it's 4th and 10

You see that we running shit, bank is like my end zone

Right after I got it, then I had to put my friends on

Rapping like I been on, here but my mind gone

In the club, online, shopping on my iphone

The truth is I'm here to show 'em that I got hoes

I got cold now my hand and wrist got froze

It's not a question that the little homie got flows

Probably why he got chose, starts right, stop shows

[Hook:]

And you ain't gotta worry about my ride

Cause that mothafucka parked outside

(Ay tell them haters what up)

And you ain't gotta worry about my grind

Check your watch, it's saying it's my time

(Ay tell them haters what up)

And you ain't gotta worry about my team

While ya'll sleeping, we live out ya'll dream

(Ay tell them haters what up)

And you ain't gotta worry about my scene

On that mothafucka, I am king

(Ay tell them haters what up)

We good, we good, we good

We good, we good, we good

(Ay tell them haters what up)

We good, we good, we good

We good, we good, we good

(Ay tell them haters)

[Verse 2:]

While they out here gaining hate, man, my pockets gaining weight

I be hustling, grinding, working till I'm great

Putting on for my city every time I'm out of state

Now I'm eating, making sure my niggas get a plate

Understand my team is straight, you see girl in that lexus

When we hitting till the banks, the only time that you can check us

And we love the life we living, we won't blow it living reckless

And we love this money getting, we can't let the hate affect us (nooo)

Understand being broke it's not an option

The owner of the building y'all just in this bitch mopping

The flyest niggas here, so that's why the birds are watching

The car's push to start but the worth is never stopping

And what we want we copping, this is fast life living

They say I'm getting chips and your bitch is what I dip in

Ride, riding round around the city with that wet paint dripping

And the wood grain gripping, and I'm still tip, tipping

[Hook]