James Cunningham - I'm Fine! (feat. Xion. & Exjames12)

I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Tell me what you're thinking yea
Tell me what you want yea
Tell me what you're thinking yea
Tell me how you're thinking yea
Call me when you're boardie yea
I can make the story yea
I can make this story yea
I can make the story yea
Did you press recordie yeah
I'm about to pull the cordie yea
I'm about to go on tour
Yea
If she fucks with me I need that awesome jawesone in studobacker
Sloppy in the Uberisem
Beat him like the undertaker
Fuck with me and meet your maker aye
I’ve been tweaking in my teaching I need teaching for this bad behavior
Peeping it
Hating nigga keep the shit
Niggas only decent to front
They do not need me for shit
Like it wasn’t just niggas creeping when they need some shit
They try to wait for my season it hit
You just dropped that 40 with that 45 tuck in roll
You can live or die by that pump
Nigga what you on
I see niggas die every day I feel it in my bones
You can blast the 9 all you want just don’t get comfortable
He knows me I got the silence like that silence like
What’s a good nigga
Honestly, I’m falling like I wish a nigga would
Niggas won’t stop me from popping off when I pop in your hood nigga
I’m still sipping tea up in your V now what’s good?
I can’t breathe
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Tell me what you're thinking yea
Tell me what you want yea
Tell me what you're thinking yea
Tell me how you're thinking yea
Call me when you're boardie yea
I can make the story yea
I can make this story yea
I can make the story yea
Did you press recordie yeah
I'm about to pull the cordie yea
I'm about to go on tour
Yea
Baby girl you’re just a fan thought you’d never understand
Living in a fantasy you’re my fantasy yea
She wanna grind on me yea
She wanna get on down yea
She wanna show me round yea
She wanna make her rounds yea
She wanna mess with me yea
She wanna get on my mind
I just wanna take time yeah
I know she creep around yea
All these bitches making me old
Past getting old
Past getting torn
Path getting worn I told you
You know I’m making money yeah
Told you I rock Cartier
I told you I’m making money yeah
Told you to stack it all yea
Told you to cash it all yeah
And I’m fine and I’m fine and I’m fine and I’m fine and I’m fine and I’m fine
I’m from the future like Marty I roll with Barbie she ride in a Harley or sum
Don’t fuck with the crew
My army Some skuddies
We move like a party
My niggas got gas and Ferrari’s
No potential I’m sorry
No freedom she smoke and I’m hardly
I’m just gonna flow like I’m khari or something
That necklace is Carti or something
My nigga I do it
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Tell me what you're thinking yea
Tell me what you want yea
Tell me what you're thinking yea
Tell me how you're thinking yea
Call me when you're boardie yea
I can make the story yea
I can make this story yea
I can make the story yea
Did you press recordie yeah
I'm about to pull the cordie yea
I'm about to go on tour
Yea
IM FINE
IM FINE IM FINE

Written by:
James Cunningham

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