Good Sense Jet Life (Ft. Young Roddy)

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[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Life... Uh
But what that is? (Good Sense)

Where haven't I Been Yet they still can’t name it
And in this a jet world order... they are all in danger
And as I pack my luggage they pack their bankers
And every day I pray I make it
To all my people in the Struggle Assalamu alaikum
This is for my niggas on the corner
Moving hella quackers and tell lil momma on a stage this your world baby (Uh)
How I made it? hard working and dedication
But the shit I spit is history in the making
I am tre first bound to the day I meet my maker
My favorite color green
Man, I'm still paper chasing, stacking
I tried to tell them hustling my nature
But fuck'em I ain't trippin'
Cause im riding around getting it
This that good sense
Ain't no love for the ignorance
Niggas getting even
Ain't no love for they enemies
What's my demeanor man
My mind frame militant
Yea out....