Good Thing (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

I heard good things come in many forms, huh Get your blessings in the morning Shit, them fake friends wasn't headed where I'm going Life is somethin' like a poem I heard good things come in many forms Cry now, get your blessings in the morning 'Cause whether not I win, tryna get through the storm And when it's getting warm Might fuck around and be a good thing Good thing, good thing Fuck around and be a good thing Good thing, good thing Super, uh (ooh, yeah) I heard good girls wanna have some fun, uh But she ain't easily influenced Won't let just anyone approach and get in her corner Still globally connected, Spectrum or Time Warner Blessed with a mind focused, she work for a nice body Step in that room flawless, flexing a light hobby Rockin' that blouse braless, free as a kite Oddly enough she could be a Seminole, India like Ari Highly independent, ain't no man gon' save her, uh Friends come in all flavors But every crew got a Brutus to a Caesar, a Judas She lady Jesus, gon' and trade her like the Lakers (Lakers) Be quick to let 'em go and best believe they gon' miss you (yup) When you level up, you can't take everybody wit' you Gotta turn a seed to a harvest, up out that issue And as you earn your stripes, that's how you make it official I heard good things come in many forms (Yeah, they come in many forms) Get your blessings in the morning (yeah) Shit, them fake friends wasn't headed where I'm going (ah) Life is somethin' like a poem I heard good things come in many forms Cry now, get your blessings in the morning 'Cause whether not I win, tryna get through the storm And when it's getting warm Might fuck around and be a good thing Good thing (yeah), good thing Fuck around and be a good thing Good thing, good thing (super) Might fuck around and be a good thing Hey (ooh, yeah) Might fuck around and be a good thing It might be a good thing (Ooh, yeah) I think I write too many songs (songs) Before I go to bed tonight, I pray to God in poems (poems) My lady on that pedal bike, she a rider before That rock, she got a boulder, plus my shoulders keep her warm, uh I don't want no lame-ass, chasing fame-ass Do-anything-for-a-name-ass ho tryna kick it, uh Blessings fall like rain, bask with a name tag Saying, "Smoke, go to the bank", bags hanging from the ceiling I obtained it, I admit it I do more than I can handle Kidnapped this shit called rap and I'm having to pay a ransom My swagger been this casual, khakis be on me hangin' My faith, it keep me safe, still I keep a reaper for danger People can't understand it, they see it from different angles Why it's so many demons up in the City of Angels? I'm swift to change direction, I'm steady breaking they ankles You don't support your friends, they quickly turn into strangers But maybe that's a good thing I heard good things come in many forms (Yeah, they come in many forms) Get your blessings in the morning (yeah) Shit, them fake friends wasn't headed where I'm going (They wasn't headed my direction) Life is somethin' like a poem I heard good things come in many forms Cry now, get your blessings in the morning (yeah) 'Cause whether not I win, tryna get through the storm And when it's getting warm Might fuck around and be a good thing Good thing (good thing), good thing (good) Fuck around and be a good thing Good thing (good thing), good thing (yeah) Might fuck around and be a good thing Hey (ooh, yeah) Might fuck around and be a good thing It might be a good thing (Ooh, yeah) My guy Marley with the glasses Formally known as Chords