All Good

Lyrics

[Verse] Yeah, I'm makin' house calls Y's in the buildin' like the landlord High past the ceilin' just a feelin' though They ice grillin', keep my eyes wide chillin' Back in hindsight, I had to get my mind right And ain't no sense in actin' blind Yo for real it really don't, its a finger roll Tryna see three days in a row Gotta fall back, back like crack in the 80's You lied and said that shit was all gravy It's not the case, NorthFace But you knew already hangin' with the crew Already can't believe the things that people do for fetty Certain things weighin' heavy on my dome piece Those who always talk the most tend to know least I like them slow beats, little bit of soul in it I tried to bag, no digits but the IG Movin' past the city limits, yo ya mans was penny pinchin' Asked a kid for twenty dollars, that was last week