Huh, huh, huh
Someone call the paramedic, bitch I'm on fire
We don't get this shit together then we all die
They ain't feeling sympathetic for the small guy
I don't think imma regret it when the cards fly
Ain't nothing really hitting like it used to
Gas wake the neighbors up like a rooster
It's a booster, help me see the future
I believe in karma and kama sutra so let's do something
I know you cooped up
I know the L ain't running, I'll call a uber
I know the LA weather got you confused but
When you walk in my house, pick your shoes up
I let my nuts hang, I let my chain swing
I'm on the 101, my whip doing the same thing
I need a 101 on how I'm supposed to maintain
I need a lane change, wait
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It ain't really paying for it if it's on credit
I make these motherf*ckers come and get it
All kings either get rings or beheaded
All things are either rich or indebted
What's the cost of me running out of options?
If I don't get deposit, there won't be nothing positive from it
You could plan your life in the sky till you plummet
With the ice in your eye, could you rise to the summit?
She gon' pull up right outside when I want it
I be thinking 'bout the last time that she done it
Can't be having nothing on your mind when I'm on it
You be making son rise like good morning
I'm tryna get tongue tied with you more often
It's a vibe when I'm honest
Can't be looking at life through a closed off lens
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
Angelo Mota - all good Lyrics
Angelo Mota - all good Lyrics
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Huh, huh, huh
Someone call the paramedic, bitch I'm on fire
We don't get this shit together then we all die
They ain't feeling sympathetic for the small guy
I don't think imma regret it when the cards fly
Ain't nothing really hitting like it used to
Gas wake the neighbors up like a rooster
It's a booster, help me see the future
I believe in karma and kama sutra so let's do something
I know you cooped up
I know the L ain't running, I'll call a uber
I know the LA weather got you confused but
When you walk in my house, pick your shoes up
I let my nuts hang, I let my chain swing
I'm on the 101, my whip doing the same thing
I need a 101 on how I'm supposed to maintain
I need a lane change, wait
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It ain't really paying for it if it's on credit
I make these motherf*ckers come and get it
All kings either get rings or beheaded
All things are either rich or indebted
What's the cost of me running out of options?
If I don't get deposit, there won't be nothing positive from it
You could plan your life in the sky till you plummet
With the ice in your eye, could you rise to the summit?
She gon' pull up right outside when I want it
I be thinking 'bout the last time that she done it
Can't be having nothing on your mind when I'm on it
You be making son rise like good morning
I'm tryna get tongue tied with you more often
It's a vibe when I'm honest
Can't be looking at life through a closed off lens
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
Someone call the paramedic, bitch I'm on fire
We don't get this shit together then we all die
They ain't feeling sympathetic for the small guy
I don't think imma regret it when the cards fly
Ain't nothing really hitting like it used to
Gas wake the neighbors up like a rooster
It's a booster, help me see the future
I believe in karma and kama sutra so let's do something
I know you cooped up
I know the L ain't running, I'll call a uber
I know the LA weather got you confused but
When you walk in my house, pick your shoes up
I let my nuts hang, I let my chain swing
I'm on the 101, my whip doing the same thing
I need a 101 on how I'm supposed to maintain
I need a lane change, wait
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It ain't really paying for it if it's on credit
I make these motherf*ckers come and get it
All kings either get rings or beheaded
All things are either rich or indebted
What's the cost of me running out of options?
If I don't get deposit, there won't be nothing positive from it
You could plan your life in the sky till you plummet
With the ice in your eye, could you rise to the summit?
She gon' pull up right outside when I want it
I be thinking 'bout the last time that she done it
Can't be having nothing on your mind when I'm on it
You be making son rise like good morning
I'm tryna get tongue tied with you more often
It's a vibe when I'm honest
Can't be looking at life through a closed off lens
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
Writer: Angelo Mota, Wam
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC