We All Good

(Intro: J.Y.)Theres no progress without sturggle

As they say

Its the game we play

I show you mine, J

(hook: Young Scolla) through our struggle, they must have thought that we failed

But we must struggle so they can't stop what we built

(we with it so that's why I tell em)

We all good

We ready for whatever

I swear to you we got it

Headed to the top and there's nobody who can stop it

(Verse 1: J.Y.) They say im outta here, so im all for it

A breath of fresh air, got sent into orbit

You try to sell to me this moment i wouldn't have bought it

I can't pay mind to haters I couldn't afford it/

Find a synonym for great when you look in thesaurus

You see my face I bet you smile when you look at my portrait

Was lookin' to forfeit, but i took it back

Blinded by how plans foil, that's how I look at rap/

But contrary to belied I was pushed to rap

Learning breath control at six

Holding my boogers back

Got introduced to Pete Rock that's when I got hooked to rap

15 years later I'm buzzin' now would you look at that/ Ain't no lookin' back, I got my rhymes seasoned

And I got all yall attention for the time bein

So my minds even, ready for grind season

So im riding until the wheels get the decline treatment/

(Hook: Young Scolla)

(Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le) Now Im smoking on this overseas, Amsterdam shit

Kush weed, politicking trying to make my plans stick

Push me i'm too close to the edge i smash quick

I ain't that nigga thinkin' he gonna get a couple dollars and switch/

I ain't ya role model, i ain't on no positive shit

I'm on some by any means a nigga got to get rich

Ski mask schemes my team's only logic is this

Its only one way up to go and that's up outta this shit/

Could you believe they didn't see that I was the shit

Niggas slept I woke em up like an alarm after 6

Look im a hustler you can tell by the cars that I dip

Fully loaded extra features like the broads that I flip/

Its not a bar that Im gone spit, that's not a part of my script

You eyewitness ass niggas get arrested and snitch

Until you niggas looking at me like the lick with hit

Id tell you bout the last nigga but he rested in piss, look/

(Hook: Young Scolla)

(Verse 3: J.Y.) My minds roamin' free, I'm in the zone to be

One of the top spitters, thats on the coldest beats

So come and see the show, i hope they hold your seats

You left ya ticket home, you better show receipts/ If you should ever wonder, if the show is brief Dead the worry out ya mind I can go for weeks

I can go for months, light up and roll the reef

Until God take my life and has my soul to keep/

So what you supposed to see, flows composed from me

Controlled vocally, death's what I propose for the, weak

Low key I bring the wolves out

And I never been shy, so throw that bull out/

My cribs full of hoes, never raw I pulls out

So like Jesse, I get Becky in that full house

Thats the life for me, but only I can see

I believe the only comp in my eyes is me/

(Hook: Young Scolla)