Artist: Z-Ro Album: Legendary Song: I'm Good Typed by: Lil Hustle [Z-Ro] I don't think I even gotta introduce myself King of the Ghetto, that's what they call me And I don't love no bitch, like I love my money If you ain't green, back the fuck up off me I support my own habit, don't need you to drop half I'ma get it, give a fuck what it cost me I'm at the Derek on the top flo Bitch reminding me of Lauryn Hill, cause she killing me softly With some of that mouth, never made it to the bed still on the couch Lil' mama going crazy, can't take her to the house Might take her to the trap Where they coming in and out, spending money on the daily I know a lot of niggaz don't like me But guess what, I don't like a lot of niggaz though They talk shit, when they twenty five people When I catch em by they self, they don't ever say shit to Ro I got enough going on in my life right now You can get the fuck out my life right now I swear to God, I might just start shooting Y'all lucky I'm drunk, y'all lucky I'm high right now If some'ing happen to me, and I die right now Same niggaz say they hate me, gon' cry right now Man I always had love for Ro Why your nose growing, you telling a lie right now [Chorus] But bitch I'm good, bitch I'm good All I gotta say, bitch I'm good I don't give a fuck about you Bitch I'm good, cause I don't need ya [Z-Ro] I got a bitch talking shit, cause I'm walking through the mall With a chick, that ain't never seen my dick befo' No wonder why, I'm always like I'm one deep for life Even though I'm doing right, the bitch tripping though Fuck that relationship shit, I don't wanna get along I guess all I really wanna do, is get the do' Cause that relationship shit'll have my ass in the county jail Holding tank, waiting to hit a flo' Look I don't wanna do stress, I'd rather do breaths Shout to God, cause I know who you bless I'ma represent for ya, till my very last breath Just give me a good life, and give me a good death I talk a lot of shit, about some of my baby mamas But I mean that shit, and that's a damn shame Cause I could put Disneyland, in they hand Still wouldn't say nothing nice, right after they say my damn name I got enough going on, in my life right now You can get the fuck, out my life right I swear to God I might just start shooting Y'all lucky I'm drunk, y'all lucky I'm high right now If something happen to me, and I die right now Same niggaz say they hate me, gon' cry right now Man I always had love for Ro Why your nose growing, you telling a lie right now [Chorus] [Z-Ro] You can keep on talking that shit, and I'ma keep on not even knowing And I'ma keep on going on expensive places, you can't afford to go in If you ain't talking bout a god damn thang, you don't need to say nothing no mo' then We on that grown man shit over here, it ain't just about dranking and smoking I love my niggaz, but I love me mo' They just come around, to try to get my do' Fuck that they can get the fuck, and ain't gotta come back no mo' Cause they ain't getting shit, if they don't help with the show Taking care of grown men, is a no-no Then they wonder why I'm the one man band, I'ma roll solo Who gives a fuck, what they say about me So far above the ground, is where I'll be I'm so B-L-E-S-S-E-D Cause I ain't gotta worry bout a damn thang, I ain't gotta worry bout a thang [Chorus]