The bag came first the hoes came later
The bad came first the good came later
I did my work ain't ask no favors
They'll hate me now but love me later
Mama keep on calling stressing
Bodies start to drop in my section
We got dreams of balling flexing
They want me to fall I'm standing
Still bussing Ueeees' In hooptie'
Shawty heard I'm balling I ain't hooping
Now she wanna call me, what you doing?
I gave you my all & you abused it
I'm so sick talking what you doing
Show me you a soulja' it's confusing
They don't live the trauma in they music
They making up the drama you consume it
I got good intentions
Ooooo' I got good intentions
I hope my niggas feel this
Cuz I got good intentions
Good intentions
OH I got good intentions
Oh I got good intentions
I hope my niggas feel this
When they hear this, good intentions
Mama my money getting thick
Trying not to fall for a chick
Cause I'll lose it all for this shit
I been through it all for this shit
This hustle bout as hard as it gets
The check came first the tax came with it
The whip came first, the rest got tinted
The shoes came first, the fit came fitted
The hate came first, the love came with it
Mama I been working yeah yeah yeah
Urgent messages yeah
Purpose still searching yeah
Learning I feel brand new
Murking' I kill these tunes
Hurting old wounds feel new
Target I'm who they shoot
Mama raised me to break rules
Call it what you call it
I'mma keep it goin no more stalling
Just play yo position be a stallion
I was trained to get it now I got it
I got good intentions
Ooooo' I got good intentions
I hope my niggas feel this
Cuz I got good intentions
Good intentions
OH I got good intentions
OH I got good intentions
I hope my niggas feel this
When they hear this, good intentions