Good Shit - Nightlife, Ab Soul

Look

If it’s not mine man fuck it

Then I don’t want it

Working my ass off

I’ve been running

My circle so small

I’ve been talking to myself

I don’t trust a soul

N- I don’t trust a soul n-

Look

Why you wanna talk if there’s nothing to talk about

Watch out how you talk to me

I swear I’m get loud

Hard work beats talent on any given day

Look at what happened Rodney fills

Look at what happened Rodney fills

Losers make excuses

Winners make it happen

Good Shit

I’m a man of my word

Fuck what you heard

Good Shit

Good Shit (x10)

(It's all to the good my n-)

Soul!

If it ain’t mine dog

I’m a tell you right off Top

Motherf- a handout, shout outs to BC the block

This that win in team

You can’t fuck with them rocks

(No they ain’t fuckin' with Soul x2)

These days… I reinstate these systems of control

Cause these n- out of control

Yeah these b- out of control

In this concrete Jumanji this fame will make you go cray

(Seen what happened to Robin Will x2)

Backwoods, back to back (That Good Shit, that Good Shit)

My b- bad, Her b- bad, her b- bad (I'm juking)

Once again this the win in team so I never lost, G

P.S get lost

Peace

Soulo