Tim Chantarangsu, Twankstar - So Far So Good lyrics
[Tim Chantarangsu, Twankstar - So Far So Good lyrics]
Tellin' me she never had a
Thought of infidelity so"tellin
Check 1-212 not to be informal, but I
Wasn't what you'd consider normal
Never chose video games over writing a song
And I never been strong
Or argued inverbally, i murdered
Them, over a beat and a verse, you see
Music in my bloodline
I mean the art form, not the thug kind
Sucky punchlines be on it, we on it
You'll never get beyond it
We poor, you cakin', you flaunt it
You take it came and made it, I'm leavin'
In the good suit
Everything you would do, I'm
Doing it the best, dude
The plain seas, stackin' all this with ease
Meaning my kids shouldn't struggle if
I'm payin' the fees
But, under the pressure, you never protected
I'm guessin', since the biggest artist
Barely be sellin' they records, so check it
I never focused on being the dopest, even
Though some really believe, wide body
For showin' it
Poet is his scheme, creativeness
Is his dreams
Living as a picture with audio as the theme
Flow so fluid and lucid, there's no question
I do it just for the love of it
But the cameras is greatly appreciated, mama
I made it and honestly, Mom
I'll be sure you livin' comfortably
And my lady know everything
I'm prepared to be
And tellin' me she never had
A thought of infidelity so
So far, so good, doin' all I
Could, stayed out of the hood
But everywhere I go, my music
Shows, my life, my pain
Made me the man I became
People tell me what I ought to do
So I'm in love with you
Yeah, uh, Tre-Phik
Now as a class clown, he's now, young and I
Would speak, make a joke for the folks
But most were tongue in cheek
But my teacher always told me
Not to interrupt his speech
So I would always get detention during
Lunch and in my seat
I would write then recite
They be quotin' my schemes
And other rappers wanna battle by the soda
Machines, who got 5 on it
Put some dough in my jeans
Who woulda thought spittin' flows would
Then grow into my dreams well now it seems
The funny little shrimp in the class
Took it to another level with
The pen and the pad, makin' the whole
Fam proud, not to mention my dad
Who always gave me dirty looks for
Every F that I had
I knew from the beginning, when I
Was just a little kid
The fame and the fortune would be
Something I would end up with
ADHD, please, give me a ritalin
And now they see me in HD
When I be gettin' it
Thought of infidelity so"tellin
Check 1-212 not to be informal, but I
Wasn't what you'd consider normal
Never chose video games over writing a song
And I never been strong
Or argued inverbally, i murdered
Them, over a beat and a verse, you see
Music in my bloodline
I mean the art form, not the thug kind
Sucky punchlines be on it, we on it
You'll never get beyond it
We poor, you cakin', you flaunt it
You take it came and made it, I'm leavin'
In the good suit
Everything you would do, I'm
Doing it the best, dude
The plain seas, stackin' all this with ease
Meaning my kids shouldn't struggle if
I'm payin' the fees
But, under the pressure, you never protected
I'm guessin', since the biggest artist
Barely be sellin' they records, so check it
I never focused on being the dopest, even
Though some really believe, wide body
For showin' it
Poet is his scheme, creativeness
Is his dreams
Living as a picture with audio as the theme
Flow so fluid and lucid, there's no question
I do it just for the love of it
But the cameras is greatly appreciated, mama
I made it and honestly, Mom
I'll be sure you livin' comfortably
And my lady know everything
I'm prepared to be
And tellin' me she never had
A thought of infidelity so
So far, so good, doin' all I
Could, stayed out of the hood
But everywhere I go, my music
Shows, my life, my pain
Made me the man I became
People tell me what I ought to do
So I'm in love with you
Yeah, uh, Tre-Phik
Now as a class clown, he's now, young and I
Would speak, make a joke for the folks
But most were tongue in cheek
But my teacher always told me
Not to interrupt his speech
So I would always get detention during
Lunch and in my seat
I would write then recite
They be quotin' my schemes
And other rappers wanna battle by the soda
Machines, who got 5 on it
Put some dough in my jeans
Who woulda thought spittin' flows would
Then grow into my dreams well now it seems
The funny little shrimp in the class
Took it to another level with
The pen and the pad, makin' the whole
Fam proud, not to mention my dad
Who always gave me dirty looks for
Every F that I had
I knew from the beginning, when I
Was just a little kid
The fame and the fortune would be
Something I would end up with
ADHD, please, give me a ritalin
And now they see me in HD
When I be gettin' it