Peezy - I'm Good Part 3 lyrics
Peezy [Phillip Glen-Earl Peaks] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Peezy - I'm Good Part 3 lyrics]
Was a broke nigga sleeping all on the floor
Now I fuck in suites to leave
Versace drawers on the floor
I stay in my own lane
Bitch I talk what I know
If you ain't got some money for
Me what you callin' for me
I been betrayed by some niggas I
Love and I still love 'em
But it's finna be a hot ass summer
I feel for 'em
Coulda sent some niggas through to hit
'em all in they face
But it hurt more when niggas see
Me ball on they page
You bitches put some respect on my
Name cause I been a vet
Still on the phone in first
Class on the internet
I'm on a mission bitch don't
Ask where I'm going
I took care of motherfuckers that
Don't ask how I'm doing
Had to cut them niggas off cause they
Wasn't on the shit I was on
Long as I keep coppin' they gon' take
Niggas grown as hell but wanna
Fight in the club while I'm outta town
Jumping on a flight with a dub
Bitches starin' at the ice on my neck
Mesmerize cause they know I turned nothing
Into Ghetto Boy Enterprise
Niggas swear they don't like me but
Be all on my dick
They ain't expect us to see
Us balling like this
Ferragamo buttoned up shirt on
The yacht ordering Cris'
Keep what you stole you don't
Owe me for shit, nigga I'm straight
I was down ain't throw me a zip
Now I'm paid and I got enough cheese
To get these niggas out the way
I got killers that's my best friend
A uncle was the bird man
Had 9 G's on me when I ran into Birdman
Still fuck niggas and it's working these days
I'm a motherfuckign king
Word need to be praised
Ghetto Boys, Team Eastside for life
Rest in Peace Ree
Do it for the ones who never told, Free Skee
Empty suite, nigga eat, eat
Or put a one on that dawg
And get some free cheese nigga
Now I fuck in suites to leave
Versace drawers on the floor
I stay in my own lane
Bitch I talk what I know
If you ain't got some money for
Me what you callin' for me
I been betrayed by some niggas I
Love and I still love 'em
But it's finna be a hot ass summer
I feel for 'em
Coulda sent some niggas through to hit
'em all in they face
But it hurt more when niggas see
Me ball on they page
You bitches put some respect on my
Name cause I been a vet
Still on the phone in first
Class on the internet
I'm on a mission bitch don't
Ask where I'm going
I took care of motherfuckers that
Don't ask how I'm doing
Had to cut them niggas off cause they
Wasn't on the shit I was on
Long as I keep coppin' they gon' take
Niggas grown as hell but wanna
Fight in the club while I'm outta town
Jumping on a flight with a dub
Bitches starin' at the ice on my neck
Mesmerize cause they know I turned nothing
Into Ghetto Boy Enterprise
Niggas swear they don't like me but
Be all on my dick
They ain't expect us to see
Us balling like this
Ferragamo buttoned up shirt on
The yacht ordering Cris'
Keep what you stole you don't
Owe me for shit, nigga I'm straight
I was down ain't throw me a zip
Now I'm paid and I got enough cheese
To get these niggas out the way
I got killers that's my best friend
A uncle was the bird man
Had 9 G's on me when I ran into Birdman
Still fuck niggas and it's working these days
I'm a motherfuckign king
Word need to be praised
Ghetto Boys, Team Eastside for life
Rest in Peace Ree
Do it for the ones who never told, Free Skee
Empty suite, nigga eat, eat
Or put a one on that dawg
And get some free cheese nigga