I’m Good Part 3 lyrics

[Verse]
Was a broke n*gga sleeping all on the floor
Now I f*ck in suites to leave Versace drawers on the floor
I stay in my own lane, b*tch I talk what I know
If you ain't got some money for me what you callin' for me
I been betrayed by some n*ggas I love and I still love 'em
But it's finna be a hot ass summer, I feel for 'em
Coulda sent some n*ggas through to hit 'em all in they face
But it hurt more when n*ggas see me ball on they page
You b*tches put some respect on my name cause I been a vet
Still on the phone in first class on the internet
I'm on a mission b*tch don't ask where I'm going
I took care of motherf*ckers that don't ask how I'm doing
Had to cut them n*ggas off cause they wasn't on the sh*t I was on
Long as I keep coppin' they gon' take [?]
n*ggas grown as hell but wanna fight in the club
While I'm outta town, jumping on a flight with a dub
b*tches starin' at the ice on my neck, mesmerize
Cause they know I turned nothing into Ghetto Boy Enterprise
n*ggas swear they don't like me but be all on my di*k
They ain't expect us to see us balling like this
Ferragamo buttoned up shirt on the yacht ordering Cris'
Keep what you stole you don't owe me for sh*t, n*gga I'm straight
I was down ain't throw me a zip
Now I'm paid and I got enough cheese to get these n*ggas out the way
I got killers that's my best friend, a uncle was the bird man
Had 9 G's on me when I ran into Birdman
Still f*ck n*ggas and it's working these days
I'm a motherf*ckign king, word need to be praised
Ghetto Boys, Team Eastside for life, Rest in Peace Ree
Do it for the ones who never told, Free Skee
Empty suite, n*gga eat, eat
Or put a one on that dawg and get some free cheese
n*gga