This is a song about "No he s good"

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

A snitch in my hood will do no good maybe he should

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Im so good i need no tag team

That aint no good/ that aint no good/ you aint learned a thing

Folarin said we 6 million and running

He starts to get known as a real good worker,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

No good without a blade and no good outside a ditch

Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch

No forgive him for your own good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy