Young Roddy - Good Sense lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] 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 n***as on the corner Moving hella quackers and tell lil momma on a stage this your world baby (Uh) How I made it? hard working and dedication But the sh** 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 f**'em I ain't trippin' Cause im riding around getting it This that good sense Ain't no love for the ignorance n***as getting even Ain't no love for they enemies What's my demeanor man My mind frame militant Yea out.... Yeah Jet Life, Jet Life, n***a yeah But what that is?(Good Sense) UH.. [Verse 2:""] By all means gotta get your grind on Word to Rozay I'm trappin' off my iphone This rap sh** keep me miles away from home Shout out to the homie Spitta Thats my n***a he put me on Ask my n***a stone about they stone And like my Houston cats im riding on chrome Follow my fathers footprints So p don't leave me wrong sh** 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 n***a from canan next at bat Cause I free my thoughts and put that sh** on wax But on the another low my hood don't raise no rats Its only trill n***as in my staff And lets keep it real the week don't ever last Ant that b**h you hitting trash And that sh** you spitting trash And the sh** I spit gon put me on the map Out... Jet life, Jet life, n***a 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 working all this time without no breaks Tell my hood n***as 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 Out.... (Good Sense)