It's Good
lil wayne Lyrics


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Who are rich and troubles are few
May come around to see my point of view
What price the crown of a King on his throne
When you’re chained in the dark all alone

I'm as real as they come, I follow the rules
I'm still in the hood but I probably should move
Made enough money, I don't fuck around
I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around
Feds got my man, shit is real son
'Cause my god son just became my real son
Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
Kush in the air, I'm pushing the gears
Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal
Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
Gasoline, propane, ain't no salary cap in the dope game
Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine
So in other words nigga, do your thing

Mind in one place, heart in another
Please pardon my brother
He's just angry at you niggas
Who don't have your heart in your rap shit
And got too fuckin' comfy, 'cause we still fuckin' hungry
Young Money, got the munchies
Faded, fuckin' faded, aw yeah I'm fuckin' faded
They tellin' lies about me, aw yeah I must've made it
Rikers Island on this flow, eight months for that pistol
But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole ah!
Three visits later, I went and did it major
So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator
Watchin' all these kids who thought they had it figured out
And then November came, they let my nigga out ow

Stop playin', I ain't with that bullshit
Niggas act like bitches.
Shanaynay, oh my goodness
This is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some tourists
Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch
Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder
Two glock forty's, nigga you got eighty problems
Swimmin' in the money, Imma need some fuckin' goggles
Its better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em
I just came home, shit then got real hoe
Lil' Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steal toe
I ain't workin' with a full deck but I deal hoe
I just touched down, kick the motherfuckin' field goal
Talkin' 'bout baby money? I got your baby money
Kidnap your bitch, get that "how much you love your lady" money
I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga
I'll take you out, that's a date nigga
I'm a grown ass blood, stop playin' with me
Play asshole and get an ass whippin'
I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty
I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin
I lay 'em down, tempur-pedic
This shits a game of chess, you niggas think its cleavage
Its young money, yeah 'tis the season
I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting
My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy
Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija




Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot
Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad, ugh!

Overall Meaning

In Lil Wayne's song It's Good, the lyrics are about his perspective on fame and success. He questions the value of material success, considering the isolation and imprisonment it can bring along with it. Lil Wayne also discusses his personal experiences with the legal system and the contrasting emotions of love and hate. He emphasizes the importance of staying true to oneself and not being swayed by the opinions of others. Lil Wayne also mentions his new-found wealth and the luxuries he can afford but does not forget about the hunger or desire to succeed that still remains.


In the second verse, Lil Wayne's tone is more aggressive as he calls out those who do not take their craft seriously and become complacent with their success. He also speaks on his greatest trial and time spent in Rikers Island for possession of a pistol. He discusses his lack of remorse in the face of the charges laid against him and the frustration he may have felt. Lil Wayne's lyrics also showcase his pride for his Southern roots and his group Young Money's success. He addresses any perceived disrespect towards his crew and how he is willing to protect their honor.


Line by Line Meaning

Who are rich and troubles are few
People who are wealthy and have fewer problems may eventually see things from my perspective.


May come around to see my point of view
They may come around and agree with me.


What price the crown of a King on his throne
What is the value of being a king and having power?


When you’re chained in the dark all alone
When you're alone and trapped in the darkness.


I'm as real as they come, I follow the rules
I am genuine and I follow the rules.


I'm still in the hood but I probably should move
I'm still in the neighborhood, but I should probably leave.


Made enough money, I don't fuck around
I have enough money, I don't waste time.


I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around
I thought they needed me, so I stayed.


Feds got my man, shit is real son
The authorities arrested my friend, it's serious.


'Cause my god son just became my real son
My god son became my legally adopted son.


Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
People think that life is a game, but you only get one chance.


You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
You learn from your experiences, and either you succeed or fail.


Kush in the air, I'm pushing the gears
I'm high on marijuana and driving fast.


Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
We used to love each other, but now we hate each other and are afraid.


If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal
If it's not fair or just, I won't agree to it.


Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
You can shoot me if you want, but I have time to spare.


Gasoline, propane, ain't no salary cap in the dope game
In the drug game, there are no limits on how much money you can make.


Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine
There are no unions or organizational support in the drug trade.


So in other words nigga, do your thing
So in other words, do what you want to do.


Mind in one place, heart in another
My mind and my heart are conflicted.


Please pardon my brother
I apologize for my brother's behavior.


He's just angry at you niggas
He's upset with you all.


Who don't have your heart in your rap shit
You don't have heart or passion for your music.


And got too fuckin' comfy, 'cause we still fuckin' hungry
You got too comfortable, but we are still hungry for success.


Young Money, got the munchies
Young Money is looking for more success.


Faded, fuckin' faded, aw yeah I'm fuckin' faded
I am drunk and/or high.


They tellin' lies about me, aw yeah I must've made it
People are spreading rumors about me, but that's a sign of success.


Rikers Island on this flow, eight months for that pistol
I was incarcerated at Rikers Island for eight months for a gun charge.


But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole ah!
At least I got to see some attractive women while I was in jail.


Three visits later, I went and did it major
With three visits to the studio, I made a successful song.


So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator
I don't care about the legal system, they can all go to hell.


Watchin' all these kids who thought they had it figured out
I'm watching all these young people who thought they knew everything.


And then November came, they let my nigga out ow
And then in November, my friend was released from prison.


Stop playin', I ain't with that bullshit
Stop messing around, I don't tolerate nonsense.


Niggas act like bitches
Some men act weak and cowardly.


Shanaynay, oh my goodness
Oh my goodness, that's ridiculous.


This is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some tourists
This is my world, and you are just visiting.


Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch
I want three things, and one of them is for you to do something.


Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder
I have a new sexual partner, and they are very attractive.


Two glock forty's, nigga you got eighty problems
I have two guns that each shoot .40 caliber bullets, which means you don't want to mess with me.


Swimmin' in the money, Imma need some fuckin' goggles
I have so much money, I need goggles to see through it all.


Its better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em
It's better to be charitable, but we don't care about others.


I just came home, shit then got real hoe
I just got out of jail, and things got real.


Lil' Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steal toe
I come from Louisiana and wear steel-toed boots.


I ain't workin' with a full deck but I deal hoe
I am a little crazy, but I can handle things.


I just touched down, kick the motherfuckin' field goal
I just arrived and accomplished a goal.


Talkin' 'bout baby money? I got your baby money
You're talking about small amounts of money? I have more than that.


Kidnap your bitch, get that 'how much you love your lady' money
I will kidnap your girlfriend and make you pay to get her back.


I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga
I know you're not real, so you better stop what you're doing.


I'll take you out, that's a date nigga
I will kill you, that's an appointment.


I'm a grown ass blood, stop playin' with me
I am an adult member of the Bloods gang, so don't mess with me.


Play asshole and get an ass whippin'
Act like a jerk and I will beat you up.


I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty
I think you're soft and weak, like the cartoon cat Hello Kitty.


I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin
I just helped Drake make a successful song.


I lay 'em down, tempur-pedic
I put my enemies to rest permanently.


This shits a game of chess, you niggas think its cleavage
This is a strategic game, but you guys think its easy.


Its young money, yeah 'tis the season
It's the time for Young Money to shine.


I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting
I'm giving you a hard time, but it's just business.


My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy
My friends are eager for success, and my women are materialistic.


Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija
Will I die tragically? Only the Ouija board knows.


Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot
I'm straight, but my girlfriend is bisexual.


Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad, ugh!
The gun has a silencer on it, so it makes a 'pop pop' sound, like potatoes being mashed into salad.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Dwayne Carter, Aubrey Graham, Andre Lyon, Alan Parsons, Jason Phillips, Brian Pickens, Jermaine Preyan, Marcello Valenzano, Eric Wolfson

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