(Talking) Somewhere that day 21, 1989, we lost Christopher But I we finally found him Yeah he was hidin' a bit but, I think he had something to say
(Verse 1) Life's good wake up in the morning with a wood, up to no good Ex got a new man but I care, told that bitch to clip me now I brush her out my hair Like a bad cut, I can sum em up in a four word phrase name I wanna fuck I'm livin my life til the wheels fall off, got my bros rollin wit me man I all of yall And I live for this, man im glad I aint flippen for
(Chorus) Yeah I still remember that summer wit my Takin showers cause the roof was dense So im feelin good im feelin real good im feelin real good about myself Yeah im feelin real good im feelin real good im feelin good about myself (x5)
(Verse 2) Hey you, with the kid, shout out to my nigga shout support is a bitch But I'd buy a kid a couple Gucci gifts, then to fuck a baby momma stanky couchi bitch Now my top drop low, I remember in my daddys caddy in '94 When my momma me never wrote again, who would've thought me blowin up would be a consequence And I live for this man im glad I aint for this
(Chorus) Yeah I still remember that wit my godmomma Takin cold showers the roof was dense So im feelin real good im feelin real good im feelin real about myself Yeah im feelin real good im feelin real good im feelin real good myself (x3) Yeah im feelin good im feelin real good real good real good