I’m Good

[Verse 1: Gibby Stites]
Dipped from the kick back
Half smoked blunt let me hit that
Used to pop Percs like Tic Tacs
Don’t ever ask where the old Gibby Gib at
Shit done changed they don’t ever get that
A little respect let me get that
I came with a classic it may not be massive
I still made an impact
Chill with the diss tracks
Tell me where the 856 at
Where I’m from and where I still live at
Growing up I always felt held back
Thеy said I wasn’t shit and I felt that
I don’t hang too much I done fell back
Got a lot of drama I don’t tеll that
Fuck all the schools I failed at
I’m in a mood if you can’t tell that
My head is all over the place ya bitch
I’m chasing it lately I hate the shit
It pours when it rains and I’m made for this
I ain’t insane I’m in pain
I said, my head is all over the place ya bitch
Chasing it lately I hate the shit
It pours when it rains and I’m made for this
I ain’t insane I’m in pain, look

[Chorus: Gibby Stites]
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel fine
Tell me again how it’s all in my mind
I don’t feel fine
Tell me again how it’s all in my, all in my
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel fine
Tell me again how it’s all in my mind
I don’t feel fine
Tell me again how it’s all in my, all in my

[Verse 2: Gibby Stites]
Bounce back like I never fell off
Gotta hundred problems I would never tell y’all
You won’t find me in the column of your Internet blog
‘Cause I’m rare like a holographic Pokémon card
They ain’t feeling my pain but they know I got scars
They don’t understand how but they know I got far
Far from the tin man homie got heart
Took a trip to the Bronx just to show I got bars
Mode on grind flows oh so fine
Bluntville stuffed filled I don’t roll no dimes
Thot to the left and a thot to the right
I don’t love either one but they got what I like
My heart's on the dark side it hides from the light
Drugs in my cup yea I’m fine for the night
Yea I’m fine for the night, take the rhymes that I write and rewinding 'em like

[Chorus: Gibby Stites]
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel fine
Tell me again how it’s all in my mind
I don’t feel fine
Tell me again how it’s all in my, all in my
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should
I don’t feel good
I don’t feel right, I don’t feel like I should