Jet Life - Good Sense lyrics

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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 hello 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 I'm 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..

By all means gotta get your grind on

Word the rosee im 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 I'm 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 I'm spend it I'm 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)

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 I'm twisting more stank

Smelling like a pound while I'm the bank

Owwwww..(Good Sense)