Good Sense

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] Life... Uh But what that is? (Good Sense) Where haven't I Been Yet they still can’t name it And in this a jet world order... they are all in danger And as I pack my luggage they pack their bankers And every day I pray I make it To all my people in the Struggle Assalamu alaikum This is for my niggas on the corner Moving hella quackers and tell lil momma on a stage this your world baby (Uh) How I made it? hard working and dedication But the shit I spit is history in the making I am tre first bound to the day I meet my maker My favorite color green Man, I'm still paper chasing, stacking I tried to tell them hustling my nature But fuck'em I ain't trippin' Cause im riding around getting it This that good sense Ain't no love for the ignorance Niggas getting even Ain't no love for they enemies What's my demeanor man My mind frame militant Yea owwwww.... Yeah Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga yeah But what that is?(Good Sense) UH.. [Verse 2:""] By all means gotta get your grind on Word to Rozay I'm trappin' off my iphone This rap shit keep me miles away from home Shout out to the homie Spitta Thats my nigga he put me on Ask my nigga stone about they stone And like my Houston cats im riding on chrome Follow my fathers footprints So p don't leave me wrong Shit my camera threat Better ring the alarm And I ain't buggin if im spend it im gon get that back I'm just a lil nigga from canan next at bat Cause I free my thoughts and put that shit on wax But on the another low my hood don't raise no rats Its only trill niggas in my staff And lets keep it real the week don't ever last Ant that bitch you hitting trash And that shit you spitting trash And the shit I spit gon put me on the map Owwwww... Jet life, Jet life, Nigga Yeah But what that is? (good sense) [Verse 3:""] Smell me from the block away I'm gone off that purple haze I've been working all this time without no breaks Tell my hood niggas stack your cake keep yourself safe Cause that clock ticking ain't no time to waste Had so much money in my face that I didn't blink But like an Indian arrow my money straight All I need is a frame for this picture that I paint Mo money, mo problems So im twisting more stank Smelling like a pound while I'm the bank Owwwww.... (Good Sense)