Good Looks
Lyrics
(Gabe 'Nandez) Its clique tape the mixtape Made a mixtape trynna get great Trynna sit straight gotta invade I'm a switch blade yeah I switch lanes Ribbon with the frame on the mantle Winning but feeling the pain it amounts to Things is cutthroat my wings cut rope Strength plus growth, I took that oath Took that boat, been around the world My book of stacked notes from everything I learn I'm a germ, everywhere mobbing, like Carbon No choice I got the voice, like Martin Rolls Royce they in the Porsche and they balling Broke boys they on the block, they starving Watching, seeing the people with no options Turning into young rich niggas with no conscience Through my window I found more A little is a lot, that energy's one force Hot with the cold, doctrines of old Sought by the tribes and the conquistadors Pots filled with gold but the lock is exposed Props to the soldiers that rock with your boy Fuck all you posers I'm not with the noise My Chakras is proper my doctor, the lord I talk to the lord, then I walk to the store I walk with the lord when I talk to the hordes Put chalk on the board, I walk like I'm sure You walk like you not me I trot on a horse Imposters galore I'm hearing 'em all day Saying they did this saying she want Gabe Mind your business said that you want fame But you minding this kid's credit, you want game? Cause I got that, top hat, coming for the top rap You be making too many jokes you need to stop that Drop that, it's not a good look She told me I look good, I told her good looks
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Credits
- Writers
- Gabe ’Nandez