The Good lyrics

[Verse 1]
Not to sound c*cky, not even the cops could stop me
It’s like Rocky vs. Pacquiao when I pack the house, tell ‘em ‘bout me
Hol' up, as fate would have it, saw a brass ring and I grabbed it
Don’t believe in hustling backwards , tryna backtrack to a backflip
One shot to a hat trick, getting money overseas, my money talk with an accent
They say life is a b*tch, well, my b*tch is bad as a Braxton, passion and wisdom
Got my people screaming so loud, break the glass in the window
Go and say f*ck me on a track and let’s make it official
Best in the world, mothaf*cka, let’s make it an issue
n*ggas hate, but I’m finta, give faith to the simple you fake
‘Til the day you gon’ break, this is fate ‘cause they just can’t relate to my mental
This a cliffhanger that ain’t even suspenseful
Jump off a cliff trying to reach the sky, you’ll never reach your potential
That’s too much living with my back against the wall, I’m too clutch
It’s Aftermath in this muthaf*cka, we don’t do much
Kill the game, R.I.P, y’all go ahead and suit up
Come on, come on, let’s go

[Hook]
This ain’t no accident
This ain’t no bubble gum rapping, f*ck it, I’m passionate
It’s Aftermath in this b*tch, this ain’t no slap on the wrist
It’s rock and roll, mothaf*cka, I’m in the dough, mothaf*cka
You slacking, I know exactly what you did last summer
I’m guilt-tripping, I’m tripping, no, I don’t owe n*ggas nothing
Guess rappers don’t know the difference between going and coming
I’m here to stay, ‘cause sh*t I ain’t go through all this for nothing

[Verse 2]
Look, I tell ‘em stop, you should probably reconsider
Cause you not hot,by the set standards that we consider
The game is a bitter b*tch right now, it need a n*gga
Believe I won’t leave ‘til my people viva la vida, n*gga
Do not mention my name and I will not mention you either, n*gga
Thinking you will take over, I will give you that Ether, n*gga
Brought that dog out me, a pit up off of it's leash, my n*gga
f*ck you, suck my di*k, and that was just freedom of speech my n*gga
Michigan here to stay, ain't no way that they can impeach a n*gga
Then say thanks to Dr. Dre for unleashing a beast, my n*gga
Every joint is food for thought, this a piece of a feast, my n*gga
But one piece of sh*t I spit make you obese, my n*gga
You got babymomma drama, my b*tch on a beach, my n*gga
Street smarts, that ain’t something you can teach, my n*gga
So for the streets I make people come out they seats, my n*gga
For real
[Interldude]
Man I’m from a little bitty city, man
Small town n*gga, man, Flint Michigan
So sh*t, all I want is a chance to tell our story
For real though, People’s rapper, you feel me

[Verse 3]
n*gga I never had it, but it never mattered
n*ggas grimy, b*tches ratchet, living below average
Ain’t tryna see no casket, hit me
If in my sleep the reaper get me hen I hope that the Lord forgive me
‘Cause when I go, some of y’all n*ggas coming with me
For Flint Michigan, my new position in sucka' Christening
Crystal clear, paint vivid pictures if you listenin’
My flows a trip for this experience, say thanks for visitin’
Got both feet planted in this game, roots coming out my Timberlands
I had high hopes like I smoke, giving y’all bars like five-o
And if life sang me a sad song I sang end this b*tch on a high note
Got a story to tell, this story is history
Guts and glory, trying to get on down , they tore me to hell
I’m living a dream ,my n*gga, a dream, I’m on my wake up
Banging b*tches that’s bad as hell without no make-up
My make up is real sh*t, don’t ever get it twisted
You can find n*ggas who lyrics is this realistic
Past the present, I must have missed it
See this is passion and you can’t fake it
My whole city riding with me, told them we was gonna make it
We made it
[Hook]