Good Times (Edit Verse 1)
Lyrics
yo im leaving for real,
baby brother wants to live,
like once u did,
then wats the deal,
dont have enough funds,
wont have enough fun?
well watch me steal,
and walk the talk i spiel,
look at wat i did,
went from debt minus 15 hundred,
and everyone thinking, quit,
to well, i got my ticket b*** ,
which im sticking with, open end with no chicken wings,
and im off,
like which switch should i pick, click,
while im gone, do wrong, move on,
my advice dont do it on a futon, ur using too much cushion,
