Freddy Breeze - I'm Good Lyrics

God Damn I feel good (yeah)
I made it out my neighborhood
Got to make sure my family good
Yeah I'm a playa, that's understood (yeah)
I'm movin forward, ain't looking back
My shawty want a new Gucci Bag
I'm bout my paper and that's understood (yeah)
These niggas wanna get with my set
I want some more, can never take less
Haters want my spot but I wish I would (yeah)
And I ain't got time to please no hoe
If it ain't bout family or about this dough
Then you got to know, that I'm good

I woke up this morning so I can't feel stressed
I looked in the mirror, like damn I blessed
Got a problem with me, get it off ya chest (yeah)
First thing on my mind was to get a bag
Second thing was to make some niggas mad
Gotta make Mama proud, gotta be my best (yeah)
I'm a Warrior, feeling like KD
Got lil niggas looking up to me
I know God putting me up to a test (yeah)
Cause ain't nobody seen the shit I seen
I remember I didn't have nothing to eat
Now I walk out the closet, God Damn I'm fresh (yeah)
And my Baby, she call me King
And I'll be Damned if she ain't Queen
And in me nigga, she bring my best (yeah)
And I dare a nigga to stand where I stood
And I tote that thang for my likelihood
Hell Yeah

Damn I feel good (yeah)
I made it out my neighborhood
Got to make sure my family good
Yeah I'm a playa, that's understood (yeah)
I'm movin forward, ain't looking back
My shawty want a new Gucci Bag
I'm bout my paper and that's understood (yeah)
These niggas wanna get with my set
I want some more, can never take less
Haters want my spot but I wish I would (yeah)
And I ain't got time to pleas no ho
If it ain't bout family or about this dough
Then you got to know, that I'm good

I'm good, can't take nothing less
Told my mama I'll die for respect
Don't talk to me unless you bringing me a check
Had to switch the game up, not checker this chess
What nigga gone tell me I ain't the best
This Drip Season God Damn I'm fresh
Got Grandma name tatted on my flesh
That lady told me that I'll be blessed
Gettin to this money, man I'm obsessed
And it won't phase me if yall upset
Gotta keep a Jesus piece on my chest
I'm a man on a mission, I ain't had no rest
I'm steadily moving up, check my progress
If you can knock my hustle, then be my guest
Hell Yeah

God Damn I feel good (yeah)
I made it out my neighborhood
Got to make sure my family good
Yeah I'm a playa, that's understood (yeah)
I'm movin forward, ain't looking back
My shawty want a new Gucci Bag
I'm bout my paper and that's understood (yeah)
These niggas wanna get with my set
I want some more, can never take less
Haters want my spot but I wish I would (yeah)
And I ain't got time to pleas no ho
If it ain't bout family or about this dough
Then you got to know, that I'm good