Mel Wellman Good Credit Lyrics
Good Credit by Mel Wellman
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah
A young king making moves, yeah
I'll be on my check '
'they never jump me the way I put the'
Some things I will never get,
Like how to make it rain
No dwag, I couldn't weather it
I'm trying to' planes
That make the weather switch
Invest in myself, get money to gain leverage
And make it more defensive
' got me in a deficit
Cause I spend the death and shit
(I spend the death and shit)
But yo, I don't think they hear me, clearly
Best goon respect me and new rappers fear me
I ain't with the drama, I ain't no tell appearing
We're going for the grand,
So you can' dear me! I dear you!
Numbers like a'
I'mma do, I take the shit to heart like Kevin,
But nothing's comical!
Homie, this is my life, hip-hop is my wife
Inside the Africa, but I never rock ice.
You see the conflict, all I spit is bomb shit
Dressed every day, nigga, I'll be on my prime shit!
And you can listen to my last tape
I'm past grade, I'm about myself, I'm on the fast break.
Hook:
Uh, I have nothing but I'm still gonna shine, oh
I'm on my grind, nigga, no cold sign!
I have nothing, but I'm still gonna make it
If I ain't got the cash, to take it off debit it,
We'll charge it to my name, cause I got good credit.
Uh, and I try to tell them I was left in dope
Staring through the mirrors,
Couldn't see me through the efforts
Smoke ease, nigga, the' joke
' I bring them textbooks and dwags
So we can all get bend!
That's how you learn it!
No ' in my cup
In an off-section of Philly just dreaming of a truck
Put the horse on the front,
Man, I'm posh when I want
And a nigga got a buzz,
I'm the black Forest Gump!
(Is this what you want?)
I got them'the high doobie shit
I'll be making moves while you niggas on some goofie shit
I'll be on my movie tipping lines like a movie script
In the game this is what the dwag I'm'.
I'm fabulous, but you ain't got a clue'
I'm DJ when you rap, man I talk all through your shit!
And you can listen to my last tape
I'm past grade, I'm about myself, I'm on the fast break.
Hook:
Uh, I have nothing but I'm still gonna shine, oh
I'm on my grind, nigga, no cold sign!
I have nothing, but I'm still gonna make it
If I ain't got the cash, to take it off debit it,
We'll charge it to my name, cause I got good credit.
Uh, uh, yeah
A young king making moves, yeah
I'll be on my check '
'they never jump me the way I put the'
Some things I will never get,
Like how to make it rain
No dwag, I couldn't weather it
I'm trying to' planes
That make the weather switch
Invest in myself, get money to gain leverage
And make it more defensive
' got me in a deficit
Cause I spend the death and shit
(I spend the death and shit)
But yo, I don't think they hear me, clearly
Best goon respect me and new rappers fear me
I ain't with the drama, I ain't no tell appearing
We're going for the grand,
So you can' dear me! I dear you!
Numbers like a'
I'mma do, I take the shit to heart like Kevin,
But nothing's comical!
Homie, this is my life, hip-hop is my wife
Inside the Africa, but I never rock ice.
You see the conflict, all I spit is bomb shit
Dressed every day, nigga, I'll be on my prime shit!
And you can listen to my last tape
I'm past grade, I'm about myself, I'm on the fast break.
Hook:
Uh, I have nothing but I'm still gonna shine, oh
I'm on my grind, nigga, no cold sign!
I have nothing, but I'm still gonna make it
If I ain't got the cash, to take it off debit it,
We'll charge it to my name, cause I got good credit.
Uh, and I try to tell them I was left in dope
Staring through the mirrors,
Couldn't see me through the efforts
Smoke ease, nigga, the' joke
' I bring them textbooks and dwags
So we can all get bend!
That's how you learn it!
No ' in my cup
In an off-section of Philly just dreaming of a truck
Put the horse on the front,
Man, I'm posh when I want
And a nigga got a buzz,
I'm the black Forest Gump!
(Is this what you want?)
I got them'the high doobie shit
I'll be making moves while you niggas on some goofie shit
I'll be on my movie tipping lines like a movie script
In the game this is what the dwag I'm'.
I'm fabulous, but you ain't got a clue'
I'm DJ when you rap, man I talk all through your shit!
And you can listen to my last tape
I'm past grade, I'm about myself, I'm on the fast break.
Hook:
Uh, I have nothing but I'm still gonna shine, oh
I'm on my grind, nigga, no cold sign!
I have nothing, but I'm still gonna make it
If I ain't got the cash, to take it off debit it,
We'll charge it to my name, cause I got good credit.