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young roddy - good sense كلمات أغنية

[intro]
life…
uh, but what that is?
(good sense)

[verse 1]
uh
where haven’t i been yet they still can’t name it
and this a jet world order, they are all in danger
and as i pack my luggage, they pack their bankers
and every day, i pray i make it
to all my people in the struggle, as_salamu alayk_m
this for my n_ggas on the corner movin’ h_lla quakers
and tell lil momma on the stage this your world, baby
uh, how i made it? hard work and dedication
but the sh_t i spit is history in the making
i’m tre first bound to the day i meet my maker
my favorite color green, man, i’m still paper chasin’, stackin’
i tried to told thеm hustlin’ our nature
but f_ck ’em i ain’t trippin’ ’cause i’m ridin’ around gеtting it
this that good sense, ain’t no love for the ignorance
n_ggas gettin’ even, ain’t no love for they enemies
what’s my demeanor, man, my mind frame militant
yeah, ow!

[hook]
jet life, jet life, n_gga, yeah
but what that is? (good sense)
[verse 2]
uh
by all means, gotta get your grind on
word to rozay, i’m trappin’ off my iphone
this rap sh_t keep me miles away from home
shout out to the homie spitta, that’s my n_gga, he put me on
ask my n_gga stone if i stay stoned
and like my houston cats, i’m ridin’ on chrome
follow my father’s footprints, hope he don’t lead me wrong
sh_t my camp a threat, better ring the alarm
and i ain’t buggin, if i spend it, i’m gon’ get that back
i’m just a lil n_gga from kenner next to bat
’cause i free my thoughts and put that sh_t on wax
but on a another low, my hood don’t raise no rats
it’s only trill n_ggas in my staff
and let’s keep it real, the weak don’t ever last
and that b_tch you hittin’ trash, and that sh_t you spittin’ trash
and the sh_t i spit gon’ put me on the map
ow!

[hook: young roddy]
jet life, jet life, n_gga, yeah
but what that is? (good sense)

[verse 3]
smell me from the block away, i’m gone off that purple haze
i’ve been workin’ all this time without no breaks
tell my hood n_ggas stack your cake, keep yourself safe
cause that clock tickin’, ain’t no time to waste
had so much money in my face that i didn’t blink
but like an indian arrow, my money straight
all i need is a frame for this picture that i paint
mo money, mo problems, so i’m twisting more stank
smelling like a pound while i’m the bank
ow!
(good sense)

- young roddy

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