Album Name

Good For You

Artist

Amine

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2017.07.28

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Turf - Amine
Walking on the pavement
I chipped my pride and my teeth on
The girl I grew up with
lives a couple houses down
The 8 Bus run the same
dogs howl when the train
Comes like my ex girl and next girl
Used to rock the S curl
wanted me a Nextel
But my momma copped a Razr
that's why I couldn't blame her
Flippin' through my past like
I used to flip the phone
They kickin' out the blacks
and all the houses getting clones
Friends used to do pills
and only eat at Du's Grill
The food was pretty good
but the times was better
These are the only days I missed
like the first shawty I kissed
I used to have dreams now I dream
I look around and I see
nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don't think
I'll ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags
told Mom and Dad I've gotta go go
And once I do
they'll finally see the inner me
Everybody wanna be a star
everybody want a nice car
Everybody wanna live great
have a good damn time
Never trip with the law
The popo up in PO dirtier than BO
Bullies from the past act like
I'm they fucking hero uh
Livin' in LA for the weather
I FaceTime mom when I miss her
I got some homies
that'll never leave my hometown
When I pull up to the corner
it smell like Miley Cyrus
I told 'em I don't smoke
they say Boy you fuckin' wildin'
Innocent and young
reckless and we dumb
Our heart is like our earth
and memories the sun
I look around and I see
nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don't think
I'll ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags
told Mom and Dad I've gotta go go
And once I do
they'll finally see the inner me
Mentality the same from my folks
Momma wanna see me happy
she don't wanna see me broke
I sip red wine sauvignon
Rastafar Babylon
My youth will never die
if I live it like a prize hey
Who knows who I am
who knows who I are
Most people pretty sketch
like a night at Echo Park
That's why I just keep it cool
but my time is in a leisure
Everytime I'm home
I catch emotion like a seizure
I cut the first night we fuck around
I put my finger in her bootyhole
'cause you know you gotta
test the water with hoes
A-a-and then

I slip and slide
through the times in my youth
What's the age
Too young to worry too old to dream
What's the age
Imagination to me tragedy to some
What's the age
I guess we'll find out
when we're older Touche
I look around and I see
nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don't think
I'll ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags
told Mom and Dad I've gotta go go
And once I do
they'll finally see the inner me
Oh
Ooh oh ooh oh yeah
Ooh ooh oh yeah ooh
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah
Oo yeah-eah-eah-eah
Ohhhh hmm
Ohhhh hmm
Hmm
Turf