Good
Ross Williams Lyrics
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You can find me in the streets, even in a drought my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match
What that tell ya? I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? Looking good
Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new
Swimming through the streets, looking like I'm Shamoo
In that big body with the wet paint
I got some pocket change from selling wet weight
Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest
Looking in my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes!
Niggas don't like it when you looking good
Hate it when you shining through the neighborhood
Brand new ride, niggas know the time
Hoes cut they eyes, we call them samurais
Fly as I could ever be
A level of success that you could never see
You jealous mane, we in propellers mane
Think about it, ain't shit you could tell us mane
You can find me in the streets, even in a drought my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Two hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match
What that tell ya? I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? I'm looking good
You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah it's on me
Don't it tell ya I'm good? What that tell ya? I'm good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? I'm looking good
Crusin' on them 22's, got me sittin' pretty
You should hear that engine purr, here kitty-kitty
Ride through the city, everybody know me
And the sun is out, it's like it's shinin' on me
Shoutin' out the homies as I breeze by
I'm on cloud 9 and I ain't even high
Told my shawty I'll be back and I ain't even lie
Them V-V-S's be the best money can buy
I see you flirting baby, them jeans is painted on her
Mama looking right and I don't even want her
No need to take it personal but that just how it be
No disrespect to you, I'm just enjoying me
Finally I'm free, all my dues paid
Them yellow diamonds got the charm like it's Minute Maid
And I'm lookin' good and I'm feeling good
Try and stop my shine, I wish a nigga would
You can find me in the streets, even in a drought my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match
What that tell ya? I'm good, what that tell ya? I'm good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see?
You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah, it's on me
Don't it tell ya I'm good? What that tell ya? I'm good
What they tell ya? I'm good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see?
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
I'm looking good, I'm looking good
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The lyrics of Ross Williams's song "Good" can be interpreted in different ways, but primarily, it seems to be a song about self-confidence and success. The artist speaks about his material possessions, from his expensive jeans to his brand new ride with wet paint and matching rims. He exudes a sense of power and influence, through lines like "Man, I'm killing it" or "Them V-V-S's be the best money can buy."
However, beyond his possessions, the artist speaks about his internal state, "Why shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy, I'm good." This line suggests that he feels proud of his accomplishments and is not afraid to show it to the world. He is also not afraid to stand out, even if it means drawing unwanted attention, "Hoes cut they eyes, we call them samurais."
The song also touches on themes of jealousy and envy, as the artist acknowledges that not everyone appreciates his success, "N****s don't like it when you're looking good, hate it when you're shining through the neighborhood." Despite the negative attention, the artist refuses to let it dim his shine, making it clear that he is focused on his own life, freedom, and self-expression.
Overall, the lyrics of "Good" suggest that the artist is confident in his self-worth, not just as a result of his material possessions, but also because of his sense of self, his free-spiritedness and willingness to enjoy the good things in life.
Line by Line Meaning
You can find me in the streets, even in a drought my mattress is full
I have plenty of money and am always out and about
Why shouldn't I be out? Ay buddy I'm good
I have no reason to stay home, because I'm doing well
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
I'm doing great, no matter who you ask
Four hundred dollar jeans with my favorite patch
I spend a lot of money on clothes and like to add personal touches
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match
My car is fancy and even the rims match the overall look
Looking good
I am proud of my appearance and style
Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new
I am very successful and have recently acquired a new car
Swimming through the streets, looking like I'm Shamoo
I look cool and sleek driving around
I got some pocket change from selling wet weight
I have extra money from selling drugs
Hoes cut they eyes, we call them samurais
Women stare at me and look jealous or interested
Fly as I could ever be
I am very stylish and well-dressed
A level of success that you could never see
I am more successful than you could ever imagine
Think about it, ain't shit you could tell us mane
There's nothing anyone can say or do to bring me down
You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Take a look at me and tell me how good I look
Them V-V-S's be the best money can buy
My expensive diamond jewelry is of the highest quality
Them yellow diamonds got the charm like it's Minute Maid
My diamonds are very impressive and attractive
And I'm looking good and I'm feeling good
I am confident in my appearance and my life in general
Try and stop my shine, I wish a nigga would
No one can bring me down, even if they try
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MARK ANTHONY MYRIE, ASHLEY MARIE CHARLES, TREVOR SMITH, LEROY SIBBLES, WAYNE MCDONALD, DEX NICHOLSON
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