All Good

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm makin' house calls
Y's in the buildin' like the landlord
High past the ceilin' just a feelin' though
They ice grillin', keep my eyes wide chillin'
Back in hindsight, I had to get my mind right
And ain't no sense in actin' blind
Yo for real it really don't, its a finger roll
Tryna see three days in a row
Gotta fall back, back like crack in the 80's
You lied and said that shit was all gravy
It's not the case, NorthFace
But you knew already hangin' with the crew
Already can't believe the things that people do for fetty
Certain things weighin' heavy on my dome piece
Those who always talk the most tend to know least
I like them slow beats, little bit of soul in it
I tried to bag, no digits but the IG
Movin' past the city limits, yo ya mans was penny pinchin'
Asked a kid for twenty dollars, that was last week