Life's great and I'm paid
This shit couldn't be better (No, not ever)
On that stage I was nervous, now that shit whatever
(Dylvinci got the code)
Front flippin' in that pit, yeah, that shit whatever
And they better catch us
Cause if I'm landing on your neck, you're landing on a stretcher
She say you stay on tour but we had plans of being together
(Yeah, baby I'm not gon' lie the plans got cut hella short but bitch I'm a star)
What's your mental like? You're now giving me enough
Tell me what you're into like
Who your mom? Who your dad? What your kinfolk like?
Took your time, ease your mind, I'm tryna get you tonight or am I dumb?
Oh, does that make me dumb?
Does that make me dumb?
Does that make our connection just like fashion is 1 of 1
If I had a show in your city, would you wanna come?
Christian walk around like he that nigga, like he on or sum
Well bitch I am that nigga so you onto sum
If I lost it all I'd probably be in class on my phone or sum
Now my life's bad, I don't like that
Thinkin' 'bout what we might have had, my bad
Hardworker, bitch, I get that shit from my dad
Shit can get sticky like a little kid with a iPad
Life's great and I'm paid
This shit couldn't be better (No, not ever)
On that stage I was nervous, now that shit whatever
My life is great
My family's good, my pocket's good
Man we all good, man I'm just-
Man shut all that bullshit up nigga, we about to turn the f*ck up in this bitch