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[Intro: Young Roddy] (Good Sense) (AJ Beats) Life (Good Sense) Life [Verse 1: Young Roddy] Uh I bet a real bitch gon' pick up when a real nigga call, girl I'm tired as hell with no days off That pussy good I might dose off I bet a real bitch gon' stay there if her man get locked behind bars Homie call home like "what my son doin'? And keep my kitty cat warm for me" I bet a real nigga gone stand tall whenever times gettin' mad hard Boy, we was raised up on that G-Code It's trap life like its legal I bet a real nigga gon' take care of them kids, fuck them broads Boy, it's heartless out here, had to hustle I don't want none of that for my youngin' Like BIG said, I get money Til' God callin' my number Tryin to make it out of this jungle Smoke that la-la-la for my troubles Was flat broke, no stuntin So that la-la-la to get money Them shots ringin', they bustin' Got my block hot as a oven I'm young, rich and I'm famous I can't forget about thuggin' They say I'm all the way buggin' Smoke that reefer all up in public I'm lickin' shots at them haters Stay the fuck away from my huddle Either way them hoes gon' feel me Tell them niggas hate it or love it, nigga [Hook: Young Roddy] You know, nigga, you know I'm tryin' to see what her neck like It's Jet Life to my next life You know, nigga, you know I been busy stacking that cake up Tryna get my weight up You know, nigga, you know I'm highed up on that good shit I'm all about that Good Sense You know, nigga, you know And they ain't talking 'bout nothin' If they ain't talkin' 'bout money nigga [Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver] Hol' up, they know When that loot get slim, they better lay low Me and the clique pop up like Eggos And lay ya balls down for that payroll I'm all about that cheddar Pepper jack, alfredo You won't see manana Comin' short of my pesos Now bad bitches, I take those AJ Beats, I slay those Lungs full of that killer, killer I'm on fire like ray co I drops bombs all on the track They can't handle my pay load It's mingo baby, I'm in beast mode I only go by the G-Code I keep it trill with my people I'm a lot this high, they equal I'm on another level from these niggas, no, I can't see you Stop worryin' about what we do These lame niggas so see through Got a lil older and made some change Now all of sudden you a G too I don't think so, you still a lame-o You gets no love, that's how the game go I remain O... G for sure, No L's but who keepin' score Kushed out and I'm sittin' low Stackin' grands, mackin' hoes Talk is cheap to a nigga like me If you ain't speakin' 'bout that dough... nigga [Hook: Young Roddy] You know, nigga, you know I'm tryin' to see what her neck like It's Jet Life to my next life You know, nigga, you know I been busy stacking that cake up Tryna get my weight up You know, nigga, you know I'm highed up on that good shit I'm all about that Good Sense You know, nigga, you know And they ain't talking 'bout nothin' If they ain't talkin' 'bout money nigga