Living Good Now

Lyrics

[Intro] Enrgy made this one [Chorus] Shit ain't what it used to be, I'm living good now Atlanta for a week then Miami, I miss the hood now Steak and makaroni on my plate, I'm eating good now I'm finna go to 30 something states, hold the hood down Shit ain't what it used to be, I'm living good now Atlanta for a week then Miami, I miss the hood now Steak and makaroni on my plate, I'm eating good now I'm finna go to 30 something states, hold the hood down [Verse 1] I'm finna run a big bag up, my son on the way I might get booked for a show and throw it in your face A nigga talking 'bout he finna slide, throw me my K You ain't hit nobody when you slid, you had all blanks I just walked out the bank, with like 20 K I remember trapping all day, and I ain't even ate You can't get no money when you on your ass, you ain't got no faith If it's monеy on the floor, then I'm on my way I remеmber we was fucked up, me and YN Jay I remember I was on the block damn near every day I'll give this rap shit up, give me back [?] I'll give a nigga face shot, if he play with gang [Chorus] Shit ain't what it used to be, I'm living good now Atlanta for a week then Miami, I miss the hood now Steak and makaroni on my plate, I'm eating good now I'm finna go to 30 something states, hold the hood down Shit ain't what it used to be, I'm living good now Atlanta for a week then Miami, I miss the hood now Steak and makaroni on my plate, I'm eating good now I'm finna go to 30 something states, hold the hood down [Verse 2] Hold the hood down, I'll be back in like 30 days I know how to get some money, I got 30 ways I come and clean your whole, hold on, don't say it like that I come and clean your whole crib out, like a fucking maid [?] he got 20 K's I'll take you way way back, when I had the braids I was out here beating niggas' ass, when I had the faid [?] had no money, so I bought two bags of Lays Told my nigga it's gon' be OK We ran that money up, all these bitches in our fucking face Chain around my neck, but I'm not a slave I'm that nigga without no money, nigga, I am not a lame Better keep your gun on your hip, it is not a game Lost my niggas to the streets shit, it is not the same You spent all your money on that slut, you should be ashamed Put his dumb ass on the T, since he want some fame You gon' get your dumb ass shot, I am not a stane I'ma fuck you one time, bitch, you is not my main How the fuck you asking me for money? You don't know my name