KA$HDAMI - Good4Me lyrics

[Chorus] I'm connected with God, that's why sh*t be so good for me Even though I got opps, I know they wouldn't look for me Put you on a plate, I got ni**as that cook for me Most of these ni**as is not that good to me No, we can't lean, I think that you sweet Boy, don't get robbed tryna hang with the fleet Only time you gon' shoot on that court, you an athlete Keep my eye on my phone, only Apple could track me These ni**as be lying and making up fables Wanna shoot it out, but you tagging my label Every day I thank ma for the food on my table If I ain't have this J, I don't think I'd be stable I remember the times when a ni**a wasn't ablе Now a ni**a up, I'm the one that's supplying My gang not recruiting, no, wе not inviting Got a white plug and he look like Tobias [Verse] I don't care if my brother wrong, I'm still sliding Shorty wanna make love when we fighting I just wanna smoke a blunt 'til I'm flying If I don't got my J, punch him, Mike Tyson We full-court pressed, now my ankle need icing That sound unreleased 'cause these ni**as be biting Beefing with me, I would not advise it ni**as keep playing like we the ones hiding ni**a, we not Got a couple phone calls that can send you to God Swimming with the sharks without fish on my rod I guess ni**as think being fake get you far I found a couple snakes in my backyard Black tinted big body, we not in no car Talking sh*t about me, I cannot regard Sensei always told me I was gon' be a star KA$HDAMI always setting the bar Couldn't act like me, you'd never fit the par I knew ni**as was been hating from the start And you wanna hang now, but I see how you flipped 'Cause the gang going up, every week a new trip Got b*tches flying state to state for this dick You gotta match my timing if you in the whip I'm in the function still clutching on my stick My moves never go wrong 'cause we plan out the mission The gun that boy toting don't got ammunition I go where I want, I don't need no permission G-O-A-T, I'm the definition Crowd surf in my Off-Whites, limited edition I'm not no rapper, b*tch, I'm a musician My girl gotta have hope, she can't be too submissive The point that I'm making, I think ni**as miss it This life that I'm living is getting exquisite I got meetings on meetings, the bag, I can't miss it But when I'm on the road, it's my family I'm missing But I got a plan Generational wealth, I provide, I'm a stand up man ni**as want beef, but won't go band for band You don't speak when I speak, my respect, I demand These ni**as can't do what I can I been over my time, I'ma show who I am [Chorus] I'm connected to God, that's why sh*t be so good for me Even though I got opps, I know they wouldn't look for me Put you on a plate, I got ni**as that cook for me Most of these ni**as is not that good to me No, we can't lean, I think that you sweet Boy, don't get robbed tryna hang with the fleet Only time you gon' shoot on that court, you an athlete Keep my eye on my phone, only Apple could track me These ni**as be lying and making up fables Wanna shoot it out, but you tagging my label Every day I thank ma for the food on my table If I ain't have this J, I don't think I'd be stable I remember the times when a ni**a wasn't able Now a ni**a up, I'm the one that's supplying My gang not recruiting, no, we not inviting Got a white plug and he look like Tobias