Lyrics Looks Like We're Good - CJ Flemings

Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Blowing a bag
Throwing it fast

Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Blowing a bag
Throwing it fast

When I'm on the court
I run and I kill for sure
Shit hurts and you might be sore
Give a fuck about awards
Take the world cause it's yours
If you ain't steady
I'm laughing at these niggas
Tryna tell me I ain't ready

I told you I was raised in a beautiful home
A lot of things I can't share
I wish you would've known
I'm not saying that I was rich
But I'm well on my own
If you cannot provide help
I can do it alone, I can do it alone

You might end up with a trip to the bottom
Your ego is your problem
Told me get em so I got em
Tryna set me up so I can loose
I wonder why they went ahead and took me for a fool

This life was chosen for me
I ain't ever had to choose
Montreal to Toronto
Putting mileage on the cruise
This can change your life
I'm tired as fuck man
I shouldn't have to say it twice
The way you look in my direction
Girl you may entice

Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Blowing a bag
Throwing it fast

Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Blowing a bag
Throwing it fast

Call my line when you wake up
Just make sure your boy ain't stuck
I got nothing else but love for you
I got nothing else but love
In the V.I throwing dubs
Just forget bout what it was

Pull out the roach and I'm gone
I'm in the mood for the rest
Keep my shit simple of course
Fuck all the bullshit I'm bless
Customer service
Satisfied with the purpose
All these women got me dancing
Pray to god for the bad things that I did
Underestimate the kid
You don't know the way I live
All my life I had to give
Triple cup I got a lot of things we can sip along to all your miseries
Imma just take about half of what you got
For all the things you gotta give to me
Bitches always got eyes on me I never know what they see in me
Talking bout me on the internet
I can tell these niggas wanna start a Ting
Drop this shit I'm going hard again
What am I doing
You got me wasting my time
This shit got nothing to do with you
Now my life looking beautiful

Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Looks like we're good
Got me a stash
Blowing a bag
Throwing it fast