Good When It Hits (Remastered)

Came up on the block side,

seen a lot of cheap smiles

Seen a lot of sweet talk

turn to smoke in a few

miles They sell you a dream,

then they charge for the air

I learned by the curb not

to shine on the stairs Mama

said, "Watch hands,

not the words that they spin

If the deal feels slick,

then the trouble comes in" I

keep my shoes laced,

I keep my eyes wide 'Cause

a clean little trap can be

dressed like a good ride

If it look too smooth,

then I move slow

If it sound too sweet,

I already know

Keep my head on straight,

keep my truth tight

When the cut gets clean,

that's the first red light

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

I seen friends switch lanes for

a fast little bag Then the

grin fell off and the whole

thing lagged Ain't no prize in

the plot if the plan got

flaws Ain't no crown on their

head built on borrowed applause I

move low,

stay sharp like a blade in

the rain If it shines too

hard, then it probably got pain

I don't chase every rumor,

I don't bite every bait I

wait for the real,

then I move at my pace

If it look too smooth,

then I move slow

If it sound too sweet,

I already know

Keep my head on straight,

keep my truth tight

When the cut gets clean,

that's the first red light

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

Some doors swing open,

and they slam on your name

Some hands reach friendly,

then they fold on the game

So I keep one eye open

and my heart on guard 'Cause

the smoothest talk can leave the

deepest scar Don't let them fool

you

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you

Don't let them fool you