Lewis Cullen - Good Times (feat. Willis) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jogger] Yeah I chuck a deuce up to the good times Homies just chillin' while I write new lines Hit me 2 times I just do whatever gets me, to make you mine I try not to do crime But that was back up in the day, when everything was much simpler Homies locked up, I don't even know what to infer Hanging out with Drew, playin' ball in the winter I just wish I knew how life could be if I wasn't a kid first Aye But I'm still grateful, in spite of that Pull up and I might attack, these rappers never fighting back You know I spit the tightest rap... And you see me in the game, man I'm lighting that They still callin' me white and wack But I'm happy with my current situation If you hatin', man, you best get out my way then All the fans waiting, man I need a reservation, hit the gym to get guns, I ain't got no registration [Hook: Willis] Can you free my mind? Will everything be fine? Takin' time tryna' find some peace... And we gon' see good times Ohhh Half of me, is tryna' hold my mind And then, we gon' go where the ocean lie For the whole July See those good times Verse 2: Yeah Everybody raise your gla**, to the good times All I'm tryna' do is make it to the Hollywood sign If you were down to drive, then I probably could shine If you having doubts, then it's probably not a good sign Just 2 kids, tryna' make it on their own grind Our future's so bright, we trying not to go blind Having dreams of living up over the coastline And I'm making it better while living and I'm just spitting if you don't mind And my pockets getting fatter man it's looking like they're pregnant All I spit is fire, homie come and get your severance They always ask for proof, like let me go get a reference When the world f** me over I'm celibate like a reverend So once more to the times, I salute I know I'm gifted, so money I might refuse And I'm feeling so dope, it ain't the kind you can abuse Hope my behavior as a kid, is something you can excuse [Hook]