Goodaz

There's always two sides Let me tell you what I recall (recall) Let me break it down for your boys Since you wanna make it seem like It was more than what it was (than it was) 'Cause I ain't really into all the polly But let me jus tell y'all my story, yeah Listen I see him I'm here with my besties Mhm, but he gon' send some 42 to my side I know I had his friend but who's telling him, oh Left with him back to his crib And I regret it He tryna Sneak some vids of me Then he wanna ask what we gon' be I'm like, "Oh, nah, I gotta go" Ask me his govy, swear I don't even fuckin' know They wanna know why the mandem deh pon me? Even if dem have gyallie, man stay pon me They wanna know why dem love me off so much What is the reason? Ohh Mmh, I'm just a vibe, west end gyal Money for me every time whenever I Pull up, he got designer bags when I walk in He don't waste no time, oh He don't want nobody else, I know But I can't be what he wants They all have the same motive Lova mans want me to themselves But I'm a goodaz From the city of Toronto (city of Toronto) What I'ma do? 'Cause I could have he and he and he And they love them some me I ain't the shorty they gon' say bye to I ain't the shorty they gotta lie boo I ain't the shorty that you should trust to speak on When you wit' your people 'Cause I can't say your what I want 'Cause I could have he and he and he And they love them some me Storytelling boy, all 'em Know you ain't want me to leave And when I call, you pick up first ring Ooh, he ready to leave his side tings, yeah I hope he don't tell a soul, no, no Mmh, boy, we grown Life of a goodaz