Bizz-E BlazE – I'm Good Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Its just anotha scene, I'm tryna get the green
A day in the life, feels
Like I'm dodging fiends
I keep a small circle
I don't call it a team, jus sum niggas in a huddle
Bout to live this dream...Yea I'm
Goin Hard, nigga I'm suppose to, asa lama lakem
Goin ham like this is whole foods, but really this is soul food
Somethin to cleanse ya soul to
High grade no lacing, like they boat shoes
He disrespect me lay em' down like he sum vocals
Been in it too long, no pennys in my pocket
So I laugh at a nigga who tells me split the profit, Stop it
Stupid nigga I got this, bitches hug my dick, like they sum boxers
Obnoxious!, hit em below the belt like I'm a boxer & prescribe em like
They doctor, I know it's fake love, but ima really fuck, only a man once
So ima live it up, go ahead & tell me ya problems like I give a
Fuuuuck, I'll act like they're important just to shut u uppppp, I breathe
Life into this game like a paramedic
Quit sleepin wake u up like u on anesthetics, calisthenics
Pushin up these blocks like I'm playin tetris, I'm so eccentric
Step ahead of ya foolish antics, not to be mentioned, unless its twitter
Still no attention, towards these band wagon hoppers starvin 4 attention
Took pessimism, & my visions that's what got me sizzlin
So when my cuz get outta prison he gon' see
I'm gifted, I take a small goals & make em milestones, the fact I'm
Alwayz venting yea that's wat keep me goin, so wen I'm up, see me in
Back a the club, & reach to wassup, Ima throw my hood up & tell em I'm good...

[Hook]
Yea nigga I'm good!
Yea he ask me a question so I gave em a head nod
Ask me how the music goin, tell them shit is just a job
Yea nigga I'm good

[Verse 2]
Look u see me in person, I ain't got much to share
Talkin to these dickriders is a waste of air
A&R's if you ain't on this, you ain't on ya job
If double xl look me over, then we have problem, & the bloggers
No heart resemble little toddlers, some show me love, I feel that way
Regardless, shout out to onsmash, the rest could kiss my ass
I'm speed racing to the top I'm on my damon dash
Switching lanes fast, u denzels wanna act, leave em in the past
I got my fam so I'm never lookin back, watch me bleed on every single track
Cuz thats my passion, no matching, If I don't get no Grammy i'll snatch one
He don't need no help so don't ask em, I don't need bitch I jus smash em
Give em all hard dick then I pass em, lambos 4 dummies I crash em
Like bam margera b spazzin, typical hood dreamin in astons, stupid!
My conclusions similarities cease to exist
If u considered comparing me then cease and desist
I got no mentors, guess that's wat made me reckless as this
You find me competition then show me a list, assassinate, decapitate em
Send him to his bitch, if not, shit Nigga I'm good

[Hook]
Yea nigga I'm good!
Yea he ask me a question so I gave em a head nod
Ask me how the music goin, tell them shit is just a job
Yea nigga I'm good

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