Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's a Good Thing, artist - Fashawn.
Date of issue: 23.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
It's a Good Thing |
Tell me, what means the world to you? |
Your spouse, or your house with the gorgeous view? |
Is it the sand white and the water blue? |
But your priorities are out of order, true? |
(You've got a good thing) |
In an empty pursuit of profit and respect |
Preoccupied, you collect more problems to neglect |
Evidently a success, and obviously depressed |
But the drama, the stress, it’s probably for the best |
But will we all start realizing that we are blessed? |
Excess expectations we accept |
Let’s make a bet, homie |
You stay in debt, don’t ya? |
You take an L while your lady takes the rest |
Enough is never enough, we want everything |
Like every baby mama want a wedding ring |
While you’re stuck on this planet |
Focus on what’s important |
And try to take nothing for granted |
And it’s all good (You've got a good thing) |
Till it goes bad, till it goes bad |
And it’s all good (You've got a good thing) |
Till it goes bad, till it goes bad |
What can I say? |
Good thing was my good thing |
Need a dollar, got a dollar |
Move out the hood thing |
Goodbye 12th Street and Hoover, we won’t miss you |
Now sirens and gangbanging teens ain’t the issue |
Papa’s got a new bag to be concerning with |
Like how my piece of the pie look when the earning’s split |
Season it with sugar and spice |
Cause the good things I have in my life’s the butterfly in the belly of my wife |
Same time, make lightning strike twice |
Thunder shake me up One hit wonder, while the world screaming «Wake Me Up» |
But I’ma sleep just a little bit longer |
Every night my daydreams get a little bit stronger |
Every day my nightmare’s worst fears subside |
Three years in the making, let me swallow some pride |
Got another good thing for ya When you hear it, hopefully it’s gonna lift your spirit |
We got simple needs and complicated means |
rhyming in the pot again and probably all week |
your head in gift bags, say grace before you eat |
A couple blocks down they pouring gravy on they feast |
I had a complex about my family tree |
My apartment complex full of convicts and fiends |
Drug dealing, gun fire right across the street |
We stuck inside the crib, drop and duck when them guns ring |
We’re dysfunctional, fussing over dumb things |
Mum and Pops fighting really just because we Ended up in county, we ain’t seen him in a month, see? |
I used to dwell on that until I felt bad |
Took a look around and felt blessed to understand that |
We ain’t had the wealth still we had a present dad |
Through the struggle that’s a good thing to have |
It’s all good. |