Listen to It's Good (feat. Jadakiss) by Lil Wayne & Drake

It's Good (feat. Jadakiss)

Lil Wayne & Drake

Hip-Hop/Rap

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lil Wayne

Vocals

Drake

Vocals

Jadakiss

Vocals

The Alan Parsons Project

The Alan Parsons Project

Sampled Artist

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Marcello Valenzano

Marcello Valenzano

Songwriter

Alan Parsons

Songwriter

Andre Lyon

Songwriter

Aubrey Drake Graham

Aubrey Drake Graham

Songwriter

Brian Pickens

Songwriter

Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.

Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.

Songwriter

Eric Woolfson

Songwriter

Jason Phillips

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Cool & Dre

Producer

Michael “BANGER” Cadahia

Recording Engineer

Edward "JewFro" Lidow

Edward "JewFro" Lidow

Assistant Recording Engineer

Elizabeth Gallardo

Elizabeth Gallardo

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Alton "BJ" Bates

Alton "BJ" Bates

Recording Engineer

Kevin "Turbo" Zulueta

Kevin "Turbo" Zulueta

Recording Engineer

Noel Cadastre

Assistant Recording Engineer

Martika Cortes

Assistant Recording Engineer

Fabian Marasciullo

Fabian Marasciullo

Mixing Engineer

Noah Shebib

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

You who are rich and whose troubles are few

May come around to see my point of view

What price, the crown of a king on his throne

When you're chained in the dark all alone

[Verse 2]

I'm as real as they come

I follow the rules

I'm still in the hood

But I probably should move

Made enough money

I don't fuck around

I just felt they needed me

So I stuck around

Feds got my man

Shit is real, son

'Cause my godson just became my real son

Think life is a game, but all you get is a turn

You live and you learn

Either you freeze or you burn

[Verse 3]

Kush in the air

I'm pushing the gears

Love turned into hate

Hate turned into fear

If it ain't right

I don't sign the deal

Shoot me in the watch

I got time to kill

Gasoline, propane

Ain't no salary cap in the dope game

Ain't no collective bargaining on cocaine

So in other words, ****, do your thing

[Verse 4]

Mind in one place

Heart in another

Please pardon my brother

He's just angry at you ****

Who don't have your heart in your rap shit

And got too fuckin' comfy

'Cause we still fuckin' hungry

Young Money got the munchies

[Verse 5]

Faded, fuckin' faded

Aw yeah, I'm fuckin' faded

They tellin' lies about me

Aw yeah, I must've made it

Rikers Island on this flow

Eight months for that pistol

But at least they had some bad bitches working in that shit hole

Three visits later

I went and did it major

So fuck the judge and the jury and the litigator

Watchin' all these kids who thought they had it figured out

And then November came, they let my **** out

[Verse 6]

Stop playin'

I ain't with that bullshit

**** act like bitches

Shanaynay, oh my goodness

This is Wayne's World

And y'all are just some tourists

Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish you would, bitch

[Verse 7]

Brand new pussy

Pussy good as baby powder

Two glock forty's

****, you got eighty problems

Swimmin' in the money

I'mma need some fuckin' goggles

It's better to give

But we don't give a fuck about 'em

[Verse 8]

I just came home

Shit then got real, ho

Lil Weezy-ana

The boot ****, steel toe

I ain't workin' with a full deck, but I deal, ho

I just touch down, kick the motherfuckin' field goal

[Verse 9]

Talkin' 'bout baby money?

I got your baby money

Kidnap your bitch, get that how much you love your lady money

I know you fake, ****

Press your brakes, ****

I'll take you out

That's a date, ****

[Verse 10]

I'm a grown ass Blood

Stop playin' with me

Play asshole and get a ass whippin'

I think you pussy cat

Ha, Hello Kitty

I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffen

I lay 'em down

Tempur-Pedic

This shit's a game of chess

You **** think it's cleavage

It's young money

Yeah, 'tis the season

I gave you the business

Bitch, this a business meeting

[Verse 11]

My ****' hungry

My bitch is greedy

Will I die a bloody murder, dear Mister Ouija?

****, I'm straight

My girl a faggot

Potato on the barrel

Pop pop 'tater salad

Written by: A. Lyon, Aubrey Drake Graham, B. Pickens, Brian Dimetreis Pickens, Bryan Christopher Williams, D. Carter, Eric Woolfson, J. Phillips, Jermaine Preyan, Marcello Valenzano

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