Kin9s - Good Looks

`Cause we fucked up
But they love us
And we own up
To our wrongs yeah
And I ain't put up with no games, you know what's up
And I don' seen a lot of things, so you know what's up, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This how I live
Real never rigged
I'm short livin' big
Ain't fake, this legit
Won't stop, never quit
Poor but spirit rich
I'll only tell this once
Don't call up on my biz'
I've been on the way
Riding to the top, man it got me up for days
Trynna get them chips, man I be tempted to lay yeah
I can never settle, man I'm shining with the rays
Lookin' at life in the eyes, I say

Shawty you know that I don't stop
I've been riding thru the city, crusin' with my windows up
Money trynna call us
Bitches trynna love us
If I say you ain't the one
Take my word, I don't bluff yeah
Cause we fucked up
But they love us
And we own up
To our wrongs yeah
And I ain't put up with no games, you know what's up
And I don' seen a lot of things, so you know what's up yeah

Ooh, Ooh
Hop in a coupe
With the top-down, that'll do yeah
I'm gon' go get some love yeah
They gonna know I'm up yeah
I'm gon' go get the bag yeah
Better not come and nag

In it, if I feel it, when I feel it, motherfucker cuff the realest on
Feel this ain't no feelings, motherfucker put the realness on
No perception dealers, don't remember when we put it off
Hunnid' than we zeal it, I trust God, nah I don't trust a dawg
Get it, hit it, flip it, and we get it with these bitches
Got `em, hit `em, flip `em, how we gettin' wit these bitches (And you know)
In `em, livin', with it, how we get `em with the switches (They don't know)
Flip `em, lift `em, in it, then we end `em if they bitches
(And you know)

Shawty you know that I don't stop
I've been riding thru the city, cruisin' with my windows up
Money trynna call us
Bitches trynna love us
If I say you ain't the one
Take my word, I don't bluff yeah

`Cause we fucked up
But they love us
And we own up
To our wrongs yeah
And I ain't put up with no games, you know what's up
And I don' seen a lot of things, so you know what's up, yeah

I'm loyal to all of my bosses, but no one above the hoodie
(Ooh Yah)
I'm loyal to all of my people cause they all go royal for me
(Ooh Yah)
I like my bread with no butter, straight fresh, and unspoiled lowkey
(Ooh Yah)
Only feel love from my mother, and that's when she boil for me
(Ooh Yah)
She wants love from me, but she ain't seen none from me
(Ooh Yah)
Young and straight thug homie, like that's what the above told me
(Ooh Yah)
Yeah I don't trust homie, but he says he got love for me
(Ooh Yah)
Said he gon' ride for me, one love stay up grippin hun' 40s

Shawty you know that I don't stop
I've been riding thru the city, cruisin' with my windows up
Money trynna call us
Bitches trynna love us
If I say you ain't the one
Take my word, I don't bluff yeah

`Cause we fucked up
But they love us
And we own up
To our wrongs yeah
And I ain't put up with no games, you know what's up
And I don' seen a lot of things, so you what's up, yeah

Written by:
Anthony Giarraputo, Giuliano Giarraputo

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