Good Thing

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & D Smoke]

I heard good things come in many forms, huh

Get your blessings in the morning

Shit, them fake friends wasn't headed where I'm going (Going)

Life is somethin' like a poem

I heard good things come in many forms

Cry now, get your blessings in the morning

'Cause whether not I win, tryna get through the storm

And when it's getting warm

I fuck around, it be a good thing

Good thing, good thing

Fuck around, it be a good thing

Good thing, good thing

Super, uh (Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 1: D Smoke]

I heard good girls wanna have some fun, uh

But she ain't easily influenced (Yeah)

Won't let just anyone approach and get in her corner

Still globally connected, Spectrum or Time Warner

Blessed with a mind focused

She work for a nice body

Step in that room flawless, flexing her like hobby

Rockin' that blouse braless, free as a kite

Oddly enough she could be a Seminole, India like Ari

Highly independent, ain't no man gon' save her, uh

Friends come in all flavors

But every crew got a Brutus to a Caesar

A Judas, she lady jesus, gon' and trade her like the Lakers (Lakers)

Be quick to let 'em go and best believe they gon' miss you (Yep)

When you level up, you can't take everybody wit' you

Gotta turn a seed to a harvest, up out that issue

And as you earn your stripes, that's how you make it official

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & D Smoke]

I heard good things come in many forms (Yeah, they come in many forms)

Get your blessings in the morning  (Yeah)

Shit, them fake friends wasn't headed where I'm going (Ah)

Life is somethin' like a poem

I heard good things come in many forms

Cry now, get your blessings in the morning

'Cause whether not I win, tryna get through the storm

And when it's getting warm

I fuck around, it be a good thing

Good thing (Yeah), good thing

Fuck around, it be a good thing

Good thing, good thing (Super)

Might fuck around, it be a good thing

Hey (Ooh, yeah)

I fuck around, it be a good thing

It might be a good thing

(Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 2: D Smoke]

I think I write too many songs (Songs)

Before I go to bed tonight, I pray to God in poems (Poems)

My lady on that pedal bike, she a rider before

That rock, she got a boulder, plus my shoulders keep her warm, uh

I don't want no lame ass, chasing fame ass

Do anything for a name ass ho tryna kick it, uh

Blessings fall like rain, bask with a name tag

Saying, "Smoke, go to the bank", bags hanging from the ceiling

I obtained it, I admit it

I do more than I can handle

Kidnapped this shit called rap and I'm having to pay a ransom

My swagger been this casual, khakis be on me hangin'

My faith, it keep me safe, still I keep a reaper for danger

People can't understand it, they see it from different angles

Why its so many demons up in the City of Angels?

I'm swift to change direction, I'm steady breaking they ankles

You don't support your friends, they quickly turn into strangers

But maybe that's a good thing

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & D Smoke]

I heard good things come in many forms (Yeah, they come in many forms)

Get your blessings in the morning (Yeah)

Shit, them fake friends wasn't headed where I'm going (Wasn't headed my direction)

Life is somethin' like a poem

I heard good things come in many forms

Cry now, get your blessings in the morning (Yeah)

'Cause whether not I win, tryna get through the storm

And when it's getting warm

I fuck around, it be a good thing

Good thing (Good thing), good thing (Good)

Fuck around, it be a good thing

Good thing (Good thing), good thing (Yeah)

Might fuck around, it be a good thing

Hey (Ooh, yeah)

I fuck around, it be a good thing

It might be a good thing

(Ooh, yeah)

[Outro: D Smoke]

Hahaha

My guy Marlon with the glasses

Formerly known as Chordz