No Bad News (feat. Kanye West)

No news today, no bad news today No bad moods today, nothin' to prove today No news today, no bad news today Nothin' to prove today, times I used to pray I got a call from my nigga Maco doin' a bid Thirty years, but still the same nigga I knew as a kid Put a smile on his face to see me doin' my shit I asked did he have commissary and he said, "This shit lit" And his mom just graduated, she just got her degree And on the phone, I hear his glee, he 'bout as proud as can be We spent an hour reminiscin' how he was wild in in the street But by his attitude, you'd think he's gettin' out in a week He told me- No news today, no bad news today No bad moods today, nothin' to prove today No news today, no bad news today Nothin' to prove today, times I used to pray (To see that smile, ooh Just takes my breath away She's just like royalty to me) Ayy, runnin' the road, that's bad news, gang-affiliated tattoos Stakes is high like Wagyu, but shit, who asked you? Top down in a Jag' coupe Them boys really from the concrete, they'll make your wig split like a rap group Okay now, got bread, so I'm stayin' out the way now First class from the Greyhound, you should've stayed down Plain janes, no more bustdowns Bro just came home from a touchdown I told him, "Don't look back or fuck 'round" He never listened, say you on demon time, this the exorcism Bro coppin' loads, just off my name, they throw some extras in it So much money pilin', my accountants earnin' their percentage My daughter's the heiress princess, I took her to Paris, Venice Her closet embarrass bitches, Chanel diaper bag Fuck it, I don't like to brag, she fly just like her dad Humble just like her mom, I sit back and write my rhymes Think about this life of mine while listenin' to Life and Times No news today, no bad news today No bad moods today, nothin' to prove today No news today, no bad news today Nothin' to prove today, times I used to pray (She's just like royalty to me) (She's just like royalty to me)