Euroz - I'm Good lyrics
rate meAh, ain’t none of these nigga fucking with my approach
The mind state of lebronn’s critics, high hopes
Focused on another man’s cash, you gonna die bro
Backstage amongst stars and I shine most
Hard work, my exercitation’s appealing
Constantly making moves, I’m allergic to chilling
Why settle for the thous when you know your worth is a million
So I’m get across the board my nigga surface the ceiling
Audemar thickers, how the broads tickle
When you blow, it’s essential to bring all your dogs with you
Look at me and see cash money’s my default pictures
This the treatment of being a star get you
My team eating, we up in restaurants
Talking real expensive shit, up the echelon
If you ain’t see it then, I bet you see it now
But now it’s too late, I catch you niggas on a rebound
That money calling, eyes on the speed dial
Counting paper, my bitch breaking them trees down
On the road to riches, fuck law enforcement
I plan to turn a small portion to a large portion
[Hook]
Ah, I’m hot and I’m on
The band wagon got space if you riding, come on
But on this road to success I’m riding alone
I’m bindess minding my nigga, but minding my own
Motherfuck your hand outs, I’m good
Why the fuck y’all hand out, I’m good
Ah, I’m cooking up, I am soon to be hot
The talk of tray room is in you assume to be dropped
They need caps space, your type usually flocks
So I kept the door cracked for when opportunity knocks
When you gonn learn, you can’t stop the unknown
While you talking bout a millie, I plan to pocket my own
No inside connects, I got it popping alone
Develop my own style, and said fuck watching the throne
Some will give you props, the rest are high hatred
But know the timing it’s everything so exercise patience
But what it’s gonna take for them to recognize greatness
I’m thinking show improvement and they’ll invest in my greatness
Avoid fake shitting, weak type bitches
I’d rather get at this money to increase thy riches
A leader making sure that his team is sing like vicious
Nigga I run this city and the streets is my witness
[Hook]
Ah, I’m hot and I’m on
The band wagon got space if you riding, come on
But on this road to success I’m riding alone
I’m bindess minding my nigga, but minding my own
Motherfuck your hand outs, I’m good
Why the fuck y’all hand out, I’m good, I’m good.
