YouGood?

Is you good?

Is you good?

Is you good?

Is you good? (Is you good?)

Uhh

The baby sit up on the throne and let his feet dangle

I let a rapper feed me grapes, and fan from each angle

I like to burn a ounce and tell his girl my feet is sore

I raid the fridge and ask my mama what she weeping for

Said I ain't the same lately

Hide my pain, assess my brain lately

Blowing on the dank heavy, wasting hella time faded

Don't take much to knock me off my path

I get high before I leave 'cause all the small talk and fake gabs

And all the where you been?'s, the where you from?'s, the oh, I know your dad!

The Daybreak Star and Zippy Burger, mini van was packed

We were sleeping on trampolines, now I'm double-bouncing my bank

Word from the wise, these rappers is not as real as you think

I know a couple from this city

Play my friend, and now they talking shit

God forbid we happy for somebody else accomplishments, but

I been solid since orange slices at halftime

District hitting my dad's line: Can you come pick up Trav?

I'm not well, but I'm straight, hey

Schlopped up in my coupe, heh

Everyday for the same

It's a symptom of the sickness that I'm getting like every week

The reason why nobody from my neighborhood ever see, ayy

More than they daddy did, but I want the Caddy Ten

I want establishments, fuck it: I want the baddest bitch

Almost signed for like sixty, but my pockets ain't having it

Almost signed to a rapper, but I remember not having shit

And if I was fucking good then, ayy

Then I'm good now, ayy

Used to walk face-down, take a look now, ayy

Tell 'em this shit ain't no gamble

On the up, and I'm passing where everybody expected

There's just one question to ask him

Like, is you good?

Yeah, I'm straight

Like the look, love the tape

Say: If you could, where would you be?

Yeah

Say: You can tell me, ain't no one say

Is you good?

Yeah, I'm paid, uhh

They like the look, ayy

Nothing to say -- say, say

If you could, where would you be?

Yeah

Say: You can tell me, yeah

What would you chase?

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

So don't come around looking for an explanation, baby

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

And imma keep it that way 'cause I love the way you looking at me

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

So don't come around looking for an explanation, baby

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

And imma keep it that way 'cause I love the way you looking at me

(Is you good?)

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

So don't come around looking for an explanation, baby

(Is you good?)

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

And imma keep it that way 'cause I love the way you looking at me

(Is you good?)

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

So don't come around looking for an explanation, baby

(Is you good?)

I don't know shit about shit, ayy

And imma keep it that way 'cause I love the way you looking at me

Know what I'm saying, you got both parents that love you

Know what I'm saying, you got your sister

You got your girl, you got all your homies (is you good?)

Know what I'm saying, I've been thinking about shit like that!

I'm like: Yo

Fuck I got to complain about?

Hahaha (is you good?)

Know what I'm saying, it's just because I'm having a little anxiety here and there

It doesn't mean shit, you know what I'm saying? (is you good?)

You know he sound like a pussy, I be in bed stressed like the fuck is he doing?

Ain't got nothing goin', like what, who's hurting you? You feel me? (Is you good?)

Yeah

I mean

I've been stressed out too, I'm like

Man, I be stressed

Yeah, but you gotta make it, you know? You have no choice

(Is you good?)

That's how I see it: I gotta make it, I have no choice

I came home the other day (is you good?) and asked my mama for something and she was like stressing me the fuck out

She was like: You don't look good, you look like stressed, tired (is you good?)

And I was like, yo: I'm not good

Like, fuck you mean? Like, I was like: Fuck this shit

'Cause I was like: Shit's weak, guys (is you good?)

Like, I'm stressed

Yeah, I said I'm not having fun no more

I'm just tryina do this shit - duh, duh, duh, dah (is you good?)

And she was just like: Why?

And she really was just asking me why

And I stopped her, and I was like: You right

(Is you good?)

I was like: You right, the fuck am I complaining about?

You know what I mean, like

What do I got to complain about?

Exactly

Shit is beautiful