(Talking) Somewhere that day 21, 1989, we lost Christopher But I we finally found him Yeah he was a little bit but, I think he had something to say
(Verse 1) good wake up in the morning with a morning wood, up to no good Ex got a new man but I don't care, told that bitch to clip me now I her out my hair Like a bad cut, I can sum em up in a four word phrase I just wanna fuck I'm my life til the wheels fall off, got my bros rollin wit me man I love all of yall 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 good im feelin real good im feelin real good about myself Yeah im feelin real good im feelin real good im real good about myself (x5)
(Verse 2) Hey you, shawty with the kid, shout out to my shout support is a bitch But I'd rather buy a kid a couple Gucci gifts, then to fuck a baby momma stanky bitch Now my top drop low, I in my daddys caddy back 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 I aint flippen 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 real good about myself (x3) Yeah im feelin real good im feelin good real good real good