Lil Keed - Im Good Lyrics

      

Im Good
by Lil Keed
feat. Dae Dae

Young Boy, he got that talent
We ready, Ditojita
I'm working on dying
Your mama gonna cry to you
See, who gon' lie to you
I'm stayin' ten toe down
You get nailed like a plywood
I just be ridin' around, out in my hood
I just be givin' it back
Yeah, to my hood
I just been playin' with a sack
Just know I'm good
I don't even understand why they be actin' when you know that I'm the man who makin' everything good

 Ridin' with a quarter mil right in the back with me
Ridin' round, daytime, nighttime, everywhere with me
Makin' money for a lifetime, make short term rate
Ridin' round in a coupe, same color acre cream
Ridin' round with a killеr guarantee to kill the whole place
Got hеr cheating on my mans, bet she'll do it again
Gang sign, rent-a-truck the black trucks again
We pullin' up wood-berry Benz, lookin' like Taliban

 Call him my lawyer, molly, yeah, we got contraband
She fell in love with my Ferragamo skirt, she said it her favorite shit
Once I tell her I'm daddy pale and I'm not trading
She bust out that pussy, I bust out them bands, you know I ain't playin'
Yeah, she get me so wet, hair stay here all day
Your mama gonna cry to you
See, who gon' lie to you
I'm stayin' ten toe down
You get nailed like a plywood

 I just be ridin' around, out in my hood
I just be givin' it back
Yeah, to my hood
I just been playin' with a sack
Just know I'm good
I don't even understand why they be actin' when you know that I'm the man who makin' everything good
Ridin' with a quarter mil right in the back with me
When I say load out, we hop out the back
Y'all nigga fuck up these racks
I put four holes in the motherfucking Maybach

 I'm never dolo, I keep me a motherfucking
44 when I walk in Saks
Panamera, nigga, I just went top off the roof and that bitch black
That's on the block nigga selling crack
Pull up in Southover, 300k
Nigga, I just went and fucked me a 100k
Nigga, I just went and got that bag other day
I just spent racks on jewels the other, the other day
200, 220, we hit 'em every day
250 look like they know what saying

 Pull up big Bentley, I'm skrying, I'm with her nigga
Know what we do, not even fuck with racks
Yeah
I love to count 100 up
I just went and wrapped them bundles up
I'm trying to make shit, I got my mama up
My daddy tell my daddy, "Don't you worry, one time I said fuck the city up"
I put my BM and my kids in a big house and you know it's all love
I know my nigga Key got my back, slime, slime love

 Your mama gonna cry to you
See, who gon' lie to you
I'm stayin' ten toe down
You get nailed like a plywood
I just be ridin' around, out in my hood
I just be givin' it back
Yeah, to my hood
I just been playin' with a sack
Just know I'm good
I don't even understand why they be actin' when you know that I'm the man who makin' everything good
Ridin' with a quarter mil right in the back with me