Good Life
The moon has never been so close before
I could just reach out, I could take it
Take a bite of it and save it
And he's talking 'bout some stupid sneakers he wore
He said, "I get 'em where they make it
Ain't no middle man to fake it"
For a couple weeks I could feel it comin', a
Couple days I could hear the drummin', a
A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
We're freshenin' up cause the morning's comin'
Bittersweet for the most part bitter
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
It's one part sweet, I think
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
As in 4 am on Saturday
And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
And I was in the backseat, it was a long day
I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
It's the kind of the thing where you can never be sure
If it's for worse or it's for better
And it ain't no laughin' matter
He's been keepin' calm, collected, I'm insecure
And it doesn't matter where he bought it
All that matters is he got it
'Cause a couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a
Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a
A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
We're freshenin' up as the morning's comin', ahh
Bittersweet for the most part bitter
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
It's one part sweet, and I think
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
As in 4 am on a Saturday
And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
And I was in the backseat, it was a long day
I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
Couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a
Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a
Tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
We're freshenin' up, the morning's comin'
Bittersweet for the most part bitter
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
It's one part sweet, and I think
It's one part sweet a little too bitter
I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
And it was too early 'cause it was Saturday
I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
I was in the backseat, it was a long day
I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
I could just reach out, I could take it
Take a bite of it and save it
And he's talking 'bout some stupid sneakers he wore
He said, "I get 'em where they make it
Ain't no middle man to fake it"
For a couple weeks I could feel it comin', a
Couple days I could hear the drummin', a
A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
We're freshenin' up cause the morning's comin'
Bittersweet for the most part bitter
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
It's one part sweet, I think
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
As in 4 am on Saturday
And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
And I was in the backseat, it was a long day
I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
It's the kind of the thing where you can never be sure
If it's for worse or it's for better
And it ain't no laughin' matter
He's been keepin' calm, collected, I'm insecure
And it doesn't matter where he bought it
All that matters is he got it
'Cause a couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a
Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a
A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
We're freshenin' up as the morning's comin', ahh
Bittersweet for the most part bitter
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
It's one part sweet, and I think
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
As in 4 am on a Saturday
And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
And I was in the backseat, it was a long day
I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
Couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a
Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a
Tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
We're freshenin' up, the morning's comin'
Bittersweet for the most part bitter
It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
It's one part sweet, and I think
It's one part sweet a little too bitter
I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
And it was too early 'cause it was Saturday
I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
I was in the backseat, it was a long day
I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
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Writer(s): Samantha Bowers
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