[Intro]
Lately, lately, lately, lately, yeah

[Verse 1]
Lately everything's been fine again, bitch on my lap
Money on my lap
And I've been doing gigs in every fucking village
Enough energy, we don't need more
Number one on the lists, that's where I'm aiming
But I won't do it by force, I can't go overkill
B-stroke bag, flight direct from NYC
Sometimes I wonder why I found my brother Tygi there
So much money, no problems
Rap life, I found happiness from it
If we liked it then we bought it
In evеry city Turre posters

[Chorus]
No bad news, I don't got no bad nеws
No bad news, I don't got no bad news
Airplane mode, I got my phone off
It's been a while since I used public transport
No bad news, I don't got no bad news
No bad news, I don't got no bad news

[Verse 2]
You can't always be sure of everything
It's not always like that in the field of art
One bad thing finds another topic at the same time
They want me out of the game by muting me lihe Posse
My screen time they took away time from TV
Many suddenly want to cancel my gigs
They don't know that I grew up in Tapuli and Malmi
Look where I'm from we can't be mentally weak
Saw the opportunity made "FREE TURISTI" shirts
From negative to positive, I changed
And to the people that tried to cancel me
They can't get me down, you can send this to them
[Chorus]
No bad news, I don't got no bad news
No bad news, I don't got no bad news
Airplane mode, I got my phone off
It's been a while since I used public transport
No bad news, I don't got no bad news
No bad news, I don't got no bad news

[Instrumental Outro]