Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Good, artist - Jack Harlow. Album song 18, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Private Garden
Song language: English
I'm Good |
| Wondering how the fuck this shit gon' pan out |
| All my life I been a sniper in the city I been camped out |
| They been searching for a hand-out |
| Prolly heard I was a man now |
| Like a sneaky pedophile that steady lurking with his pants down |
| They been fucking with the kid, yeah the youngin is legit |
| Ace Pro up on production he be coming with the hits |
| Now she come in to the crib |
| Got your boyfriend sensing danger |
| Know my pull-out game is strong |
| Just tell him we were playing Jenga |
| Working on escaping my destiny in the cubicle |
| Recipe for success is just blessing, beats, and a studio |
| People are fucking twisted, can’t never seem to get through to them |
| Tell me you want me dead but say Rest in Peace at my funeral |
| Damn, I wish I could call you |
| These are days I’m gon be looking back on with some nostalgia |
| But now it seems like you want someone different to call up |
| And kiss and just ball up and cuddle with |
| I miss you it’s awful |
| Well I’m good, yeah I’m good |
| As the time goes by |
| But I wish I could tell you that I don’t mind |
| If it’s wrong, then it’s wrong |
| I hope I know right |
| I’ve been searching for someone that I won’t find |
| But I’m good, yeah I’m good |
| As the time goes by |
| But I wish I could tell you that I don’t mind |
| If it’s wrong, then it’s wrong |
| I hope I know right |
| I’ve been searching for someone that I won’t find |
| I been searching for my mother’s son |
| Only got one brother, so I’m talking bout the other one |
| Trying to keep it friendly with these people getting cumbersome |
| Y’all keep talking pressure like I’m really out here under some |
| I’m the future wave creator |
| Making music, making memories, 'ventually we making paper |
| Please don’t ask your boy for shit |
| Just ride my dick and thank me later |
| I ain’t got no tips to give you like I fucking hate my waiter |
| Let’s take a trip, yeah |
| But I don’t give a damn about the beach |
| I’m in Atlanta for the week and we got plans to fucking eat |
| I’m in the hotel with my brodies doing damage on these beats |
| I’m writing shit that got that bounce that make you stand up in your seat |
| Chicken and Waffles |
| These are days I’m gon be looking back on with some nostalgia |
| But now it seems like you want someone different to call up |
| And kiss and just ball up and cuddle with |
| I miss you it’s awful |
| Well I’m good, yeah I’m good |
| As the time goes by |
| But I wish I could tell you that I don’t mind |
| If it’s wrong, then it’s wrong |
| I hope I know right |
| I’ve been searching for someone that I won’t find |
| But I’m good, yeah I’m good |
| As the time goes by |
| But I wish I could tell you that I don’t mind |
| If it’s wrong, then it’s wrong |
| I hope I know right |
| I’ve been searching for someone that I won’t find |