Like we always do
at this time
I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
I go, go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
Imma get on this TV
mama Imma
Imma put shit down
eeh, eeh
Eeeh, eeh
Eeeh, eeh
I'm good
Welcome to the good life
Where niggaz they sell D
won't even get pulled over
in their new V
The good life
let's go on a living-spree
shit they say the best
things in life are free
The good life
it feel like Atlanta
it feel like L.A.
it feel like Miami
it feel like N.Y
Summer time Chi ahh
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
So I rolled through good
y'all pop the trunk
I'll pop the hood
Ferrari
And she got the goods
And she got that ass
I got to look sorry
Yo it's got to be
'cause 'em season haters
givin' me salty looks
Lawry's 50 told me
go head switch the style
up and if they hate then
let them hate and watch
the money pile up
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
Imma get on this TV
mama Imma
Imma put shit down
Eeeh, eeh
Eeeh, eeh
Eeeh, eeh
I'm good
Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls
who ain't on TV
'cause they got more
ass than the models
The good life so keep it
comin' with the bottles
till she feel booze like
she bombed out apollo
the good life
It feel like Houston
It feel like Philly
It feel like D.C.
It feel like V.A.
or the bay or yae
Eeeh this is the good life
Welcome to the good life
Homie tell me what's good
Why I only got a problem
when you in the hood
Welcome to the good life
Like I'm new in the hood
the only thing I wish
I wish a nigga would
Welcome to the good life
He probably think he could
but, but
I don't think he should
Welcome to the good life
50 told me go head
switch them styles up
And if they hate
then let them hate
and watch the money
pile up the good life
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
Now I, I go for mine
I got to shine
Now throw your hands up
in the sky
Imma get on this TV
mama Imma
Imma put shit down
Eeeh, eeh
Eeeh, eeh
Eeeh, eeh
Eeh
I'm good
Have you ever popped
champagne on a plane
While gettin' some brain
whipped it out she said
"I never seen
snakes on a plane"
Whether you broke
or rich you gotta get this
havin' money's not
everything but havin' it is
I was splurgin' on tris
But when I get my
card back activated
I'm back to Vegas 'cause
I always had a passion
for flashin' before I had it
I closed my eyes
and imagined
Is the good life
better than the life I live
when I thought that
I was gunna go crazy
And now my grandmama
ain't the only girl
callin' me baby
And if you feelin' me now
then put your hands up
in the sky
lemme hear you say
Eeeh, eeh
Oooh
I'm good