Chance The Rapper Lyrics
Everything's Good Lyrics
Ken: Well I should have you hooked up next week.
Chance: It's all good or whatever, I can wait 'til my birthday. I uh-
Ken: No, no, no, no. I told ya, I know you need it now, so next week I promise you I'll have you hooked up, ok?
Chance: Oh, okay. I just wanted to say thank you for everything. For the computer, the T-Shirts, and all the other stuff.
Ken: You know, Chance. you know, I could never be more proud of anything in my life, you know, without ever what you've done.
Chance, you have done remarkable and wondrous things, so you don't have to tell me thank you for anything.
I was told to do this kind of stuff for you anyway, and ya know, just keep doing what you're doing. I am very, very proud of you.
I am very very proud of you. Just keep doing what you're doing, ok?
Chance: Thank you, love you.
Ken: Alright, son. Love you to, take care.
Chance: Bye bye.
Thanks for coming guys
'Member sittin' in class the first time listening to Dilla
Rubbin' on yo chins and we jam Margiela brand chinchilla
My manager backpack packed with packs of cigarillos,
And some fruit snacks, And some killa's
Phone numbers on speed dial call em save monkey gorillas
I ain't really that good at goodbyes,
I ain't really that bad at leaving,
I ain't really always been a good guy, I used to be thirsty thievin'
Runnin through purses even persons leave em hurtin' bleedin
I ain't really help the helpless
I used to be worse than worthless
Now I'm worth hooks and verses
I'm good like books in churches
Heralds and hooks in churches
See my name when you google search it
Use a card when I make a purchase
But I knew it was fly when I was just a caterpillar
That I'd make it even if I never make a milla,
When I meet my maker he gon' make sure that we chillin'
And everything's good
I ain't really that good at goodnight, I ain't really that bad at sleepin
When bad bitches put him aside I used to be thirsty creeping
Now I'm out working evenings birthdays even tuesdays wednesdays thursdays weekends, rehearsing verses murdering, merking evenings,
Damn it feel good to be a gangsta,
And it feel good for me to thank you,
Put money back in your bank account,
All the songs I barely could think up,
Cause a lot of songs niggas gon' make up,
Make sense, but they never gon' make a sound,
I'm better than I was the last time, crescendo,
Ain't stressed the lead in the pencils
Mr. Mencer mentioned Chris mental
The time I beat Chris on Nintendo
Nanana hey hey, good intro,
Remember jacket shoppin' after listening to Thriller,
Remember the first time we heard this dude and thought damn that's that nigga,