Artist: Lil Wayne f/ Drake, Jadakiss Album: Tha Carter IV Song: It's Good Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] You who are rich and whose troubles are few May come around to see my point of view (mm-hmm) What price the crown of a King on his throne? When he chained in the dark (HA HA~!) all alone [Jadakiss] I'm as real as they come, I follow the rules I'm still in the hood, but I probably should move Made enough money, I don't fuck around I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around Feds got my man, shit is real son Cause my Godson just became my real son Think life is a game, but all you get is a turn You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn Kush in the air, I'm pushin the gears Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill Gasoline... propane Ain't no salary cap in the dope game Ain't no collective bargainin on cocaine So in other words nigga, do yo' thang [Drake] Mind in one place, heart in another Please pardon my brother, he's just angry at you niggaz who don't have yo' heart in yo' rap shit, and got too fuckin comfy Cause we still fuckin hungry, Young Money got the munchies Faded, fuckin faded, aww yeah I'm fuckin faded They tellin lies about me, aww yeah I musta made it Rikers Island on this flow, eight months for that pistol But at least they had some bad bitches workin in that shit hole Ahhh, three visits later, I went and did it major So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out And then November came, they let my nigga out [Lil Wayne] Uhh~! Stop playin, I ain't with that bullshit Niggaz act like bitches, Shanaynay, oh my goodness This is Wayne's World, and y'all are just some tourists Give me three wishes, I wish I wish I wish you would bitch! Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder Two glock 40's, nigga you got 80 problems Swimmin in the money, I'ma need some fuckin goggles It's better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em I just came home, shit done got real hoe Lil Weezy-ana, the boot nigga steel toe I ain't workin with a full deck but I deal hoe I just touched down, kicked a motherfuckin field goal Talkin 'bout Baby money? I got your Baby money Kidnap your bitch, get that "how much you love yo' lady" money I know you fake nigga, press yo' brakes nigga I'll take you out, that's a date nigga I'm a grown ass blood, stop playin with me Play asshole, and get a ass whippin I think you pussycat, ha Hello Kitty I just throw the alley-oop, to Drake Griffin I lay 'em down, Tempurpedic This shit's a game of chess, you niggaz think it's cleavage It's Young Money, yeah 'tis the season I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting My niggaz hungry, my bitches greedy Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija Nigga I'm straight, my girl a faggot Potato on the barrel, pop pop, tater salad UHHH~!