This is a song about "Good employer"

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Cause these kids never learn of the good

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

Allow me to explain. i'm back for good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

From hollywood to the hood

And we know that ain't no good

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Hook- good vibes, keepin it real with my good vibes,

My nigga, no hook

Or maybe i'm just too good