So Good
lil wayne Lyrics

I'm as real as they come, I follow the rules
I'm authentic and honorable, I obey the law

I'm still in the hood but I probably should move
I'm still living in the streets, but it might be wise to relocate

Made enough money, I don't fuck around
I've earned sufficient wealth, I don't waste my time

I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around
I stayed because people wanted me to remain

Feds got my man, shit is real son
The government arrested my friend, the situation is serious

'Cause my god son just became my real son
Because my godson is now my actual son

Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
You may view life as a game, but you only have one chance

You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
You gain experience as you live, and you either succeed or fail

Kush in the air, I'm pushing the gears
Marijuana smoke fills the atmosphere, I'm driving hard

Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
Affection transformed into hostility, which resulted in anxiety

If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal
If the arrangement isn't proper, I won't agree to it

Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
If you shoot me in my watch, I have hours to waste

Gasoline, propane, ain't no salary cap in the dope game
Fuel and explosive substances are used in the drug industry, and there are no financial restrictions

Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine
There is no opportunity for group wage negotiation regarding cocaine production

So in other words nigga, do your thing
To summarize, do what you please

Mind in one place, heart in another
I'm conflicted and unsure about what to do

Please pardon my brother, he's just angry at you niggas
Excuse my sibling, he's furious with y'all

Who don't have your heart in your rap shit
Individuals who aren't passionate about their rap career

And got too fucking comfy, 'cause we still fucking hungry
Those who have become overly comfortable despite hunger for success

Young Money, got the munchies
The Young Money crew is always craving more success

Faded, fucking faded, oh yeah I'm fucking faded
Intoxicated with drugs and alcohol, I'm really screwed up

They telling lies about me, oh yeah I must've made it
People are spreading rumors about me, indicating that I'm successful

Rikers Island on this flow, eight months for that pistol
My current rap verse references my time in prison, eight months for possession of a firearm

But at least they had some bad bitches working in that shit hole
At least there were attractive women working at Rikers Island

Ah, three visits later, I went and did it major
After three trips, I committed a significant act

So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator
I reject the judge, the jury, and the legal representative

Watching all these kids who thought they had it figured out
Observing youngsters who were confident in their comprehension of circumstances

And then November came, they let my nigga out
After November, my friend was released from prison

Stop playing, I ain't with that bullshit
Quit the nonsense, I won't tolerate it

Niggas act like bitches. Shanaynay, oh my goodness
Fellas are acting like women, for instance, Shanaynay

This is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some tourists
This realm belongs to Wayne, everyone else is a visitor

Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch
If I had three wishes, I'd use them all to harm you

Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder
The vagina is fresh and clean, as if baby powder were present

Two glock forties, nigga you got eight problems
Two guns, each with twenty rounds, you have many problems to deal with

Swimming in the money, I'mma need some fucking goggles
I'm immersed in wealth, I require eyewear to see

It's better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em
Generosity is ideal, but we disregard them

I just came home, shit then got real hoe
After returning from prison, the situation became very intense

Lil Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steal toe
Lil Wayne from Louisiana with rugged boots and steel-toed shoes

I ain't working with a full deck but I deal hoe
I'm not functioning at full capacity, but I'm coping

I just touched down, kick the motherfucking field goal
Just arrived, scored the winning goal

Talking 'bout baby money? I got your baby money
You're talking about small amounts of money? I possess that

Kidnap your bitch, get that 'how much you love your lady' money
Abduct your girlfriend, receive ransom for her return

I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga
I recognize your insincerity, slow down

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

I'm a grown ass blood, stop playing with me
I'm an adult member of a criminal gang, don't fool around with me

Play asshole and get an ass whipping
Act unpleasantly and receive punishment

I think you pussy cat ha, hello kitty
I believe you're timid and weak, like Hello Kitty

I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin
I provide the assistance for Drake, like an alley-oop in basketball

I lay 'em down, tempur-pedic
I defeat my opponents, as comfortable as a Tempur-Pedic mattress

This shit's a game of chess, you niggas think its cleavage
This is like a game of chess, but some people think it's a beauty contest

Its young money, yeah 'tis the season
It's Young Money, and it's the right time

I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting
I'm dealing with you professionally, it's a business discussion

My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy
My guys are eager for success, my ladies are materialistic

Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija
Will I be killed mercilessly? Oh, Mr. Ouija

Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a fagot
I'm heterosexual, but my girlfriend is a homosexual male

Potato on the barrel, pop pop tater salad
Potato attaches to the gun's barrel like seasoning, gunfire sound effect