All Good Lyrics

We found our pot of gold living in rotten conditions

We went from picking cotton to rocking the finest linen

The flyest philosopher, I speak and they've got to listen

I'm slicker than a pimp, a pastor or politician

The difference is that I deliver on my promises

And I don't advertise it like alcoholics anonymous

It's in my blood to go from problems to prominence

Liable to level up, this isn't luck this is Providence

Still becoming a man, I see the shift in dynamics

I once was a spoiled kid now I'm taking care of my parents

Being a good uncle and showing these children balance

Desire my own kids, now I'm thinking of marriage

Being on the grind will put your life in perspective

I put it in my mind to put my wife in a Lexus

Reaching into my prime, they don't like to respect us

All in due time, we'll have fate obliging our efforts

You've got to keep the faith when you stay in the wrong hood

We've got to make a way to a place where it's all good

Hoping that your peeps understand but they all shook

Not everyone believes in the plan but it's all good

Get it understood, we're getting out the hood

We'll make our own way, and maybe one day y'all could

Where everything's all good

I've been thinking of doing a second masters

To study how incentives affect our productive factors

So we can shift resources to things that actually matter

To make this a better place, it's not just cash that we're after

The government? Well that's the biggest cartel

They centralise supply of fuel and so the market's compelled

To only play by their rules, with checks and balances shelved

They leave the loopholes in to pocket chips for themselves

Eating off donor aid, that's by maintaining a crisis

They syphon from the budget and yet they claim to be righteous

No medicine procured so you're left in pain or you're lifeless

What was meant for food for patients, bought champagne for the sidechicks

Don't get it twisted, it's not some African curse

Our elders aren't encouraged to do what actually works

One way or another the old masters are purged

You'll see our faction emerge when that power vacuum occurs

You've got to keep the faith when you stay in the wrong hood

We've got to make a way to a place where it's all good

Hoping that your peeps understand but they all shook

Not everyone believes in the plan but it's all good

Get it understood, we're getting out the hood

We'll make our own way, and maybe one day y'all could

Where everything's all good