This is a song about "Good fortune"

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

That everythings fine, ok and good

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

Showed your lil' ass look

Lobsters and shrimp im good

You bull shit, look

But i guess its all good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

But i just say that i'm good,

My nigga, no hook

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

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