Good Sense

Life... Uh
 But what that is? (Good Sense)
 Where haven't I Been Yet they still can't name it
 And in 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 Assalamu alaikum
 This is for my niggas on the corner
 Moving hello quackers and tell lil momma on a stage this your world baby (Uh)
 How I made it? hard working and dedication
 But the shit I spit is history in the making
 I am tre first bound to the day I meet my maker
 My favorite color green
 Man, I'm still paper chasing, stacking
 I tried to tell them hustling my nature
 But fuck'em I ain't trippin'
 Cause im riding around getting it
 This that good sense
 Ain't no love for the ignorance
 Niggas getting even
 Ain't no love for they enemies
 What's my demeanor man
 My mind frame militant
 Yeah Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga yeah
 But what that is?(Good Sense)
 UH.
 By all means gotta get your grind on
 Word the rosee im trappin' off my iphone
 This rap shit keep me miles away from home
 Shout out to the homie Spitta
 Thats my nigga he put me on
 Ask my nigga stone about they stone
 And like my Houston cats im riding on chrome
 Follow my fathers footprints
 So p don't leave me wrong
 Shit my camera threat
 Better ring the alarm
 And I ain't buggin if im spend it im gon get that back
 I'm just a lil nigga from canan next at bat
 Cause I free my thoughts and put that shit on wax
 But on the another low my hood don't raise no rats
 Its only trill niggas in my staff
 And lets keep it real the week don't ever last
 Ant that bitch you hitting trash
 And that shit you spitting trash
 And the shit I spit gon put me on the map
 Jet life, Jet life, Nigga Yeah
 But what that is? (good sense)
 Smell me from the block away I'm gone off that purple haze
 I've been working all this time without no breaks
 Tell my hood niggas stack your cake keep yourself safe
 Cause that clock ticking 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 im twisting more stank
 Smelling like a pound while I'm the bank