Ab-Soul, Nightlife - Good Shit lyrics
Ab-Soul [Herbert Anthony Stevens IV] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ab-Soul, Nightlife - Good Shit lyrics]
Or somebody else will (yeah) look
If it's not mine man fuck it
Then I don't want it working my ass off
I've been running my circle so small
I've been talking to myself
I don't trust a soul
N- I don't trust a soul n- look
Why you wanna talk if there's
Nothing to talk about
Watch out how you talk to me
I swear I'm get loud
Hard work beats talent on any given day
Look at what happened Rodney fills
Look at what happened Rodney fills
Losers make excuses winners make it happen
Good Shit i'm a man of my word
Fuck what you heard good Shit
Good Shit
(It's all to the good my n) soul!
If it ain't mine dog
I'm a tell you right off Top
Motherf- a handout
Shout outs to BC the block
This that win in team
You can't fuck with them rocks
(No they ain't fuckin' with Soul)
These days i reinstate these
Systems of control
Cause these n- out of control
Yeah these b- out of control
In this concrete Jumanji this fame
Will make you go cray
(Seen what happened to Robin Will)
Backwoods, back to back
(That Good Shit, that Good Shit)
My b- bad, Her b- bad, her b- bad
(I'm juking) once again this the win in
Team so I never lost, g
PS get lost peace
Soulo