Lyrics: Ay, Ay, Ay, AyYeah! YeahHahaha. Ay, YeahYea YeahHahahaOw! [Chorus] You can find me in the streets Even in a drought, my mattress is full Why shouldnt I be out? Ay buddy Im good. What that tell ya? Im good. What they tell ya? Im good. What she tell ya? Im good. What you see? Two hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match What that tell ya? Im good. What that tell ya? Im good. What they tell ya? Im good. What she tell ya? Im good. What you see? (Looking good) [Pusha] Man Im killing it, riding in that brand new Swimming through the streets, looking like Im Shamoo In that big body, with the wet paint I got some pocket change, from selling wet weight Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest Looking at my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text Come and beat it up, I just need a minute You can K ya ass, you aint gotta lay in it (Yes!) Niggas dont like it when you looking good Hate it when you shining through the neighborhood Brand new ride, niggas know the time Hoes cut they eyeswe call them samurais (martial arts ad lib) Fly as I could ever be A level of success that you could never see You jealous mane, we in propellas mane Think about it, aint shit you could tell us mane. [Chorus] You can find me in the streets Even in a drought, my mattress is full Why shouldnt I be out? Ay buddy Im good. What that tell ya? Im good. What they tell ya? Im good. What she tell ya? Im good. What you see? Four hundred dollar jeans, with my …