GOOD LIFE (feat. Brainyboi)
With my niggas
And we Heading
To the to the top
Know some niggas that
Are prying that we
Flop
I'm tryna get it now
Imma live it up
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
You know I'm forever litt
Money ain't nothing
If you gat someone to spend it with
Only want people around
Who's gone make me elevate
Don't invite me to no party
Roll my weed up to meditate
For the times it was ugly
We Gon share the bread
Paid the price with my brothers
So we celebrate
Kazz and brainy Beat is wavy
So we staying solid
Pour my fire through the booth
Release this pain inside me
You can no pass me all that lighter
Smoking me some exotic
Tired of Rips shii be epidemic
And you know we doubled up through the pandemic
Boy i'm tryna stack it up
Get me some more benjis
All that glitters ain't gold
If you with me let it show
When I pull up with my geez
All my of me geez with let it go
Pull up on a low
And I run the show
Some like mtn
My demons everywhere I go
You let it go I'll let it show
Let me know
I'll let it go
If you really let me know
I'll pull up and I'll let it go
Let it show
Pull and I'll let it go
Pull up and I'll let it
Pull and I'll let it show
With my niggas
And we Heading
To the top
Know some niggas that
Are prying that we
Flop
I'm tryna get it now
Imma live it up
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
Ten toes in this shit
Imma get it by myself ya
Looking in the mirror conversation
With myself ya imma rather get it up Tryna get the fucken money
Everyday I'm on my grind and liv if up
That's my hobby ya
Set your intentions get the money
I don't need the attention passive
Aggressive they gone feel me on this
Shit like Malcom way to ambitious
Bitch they know imma hold it down
Told my homies we gone make it
It just take some patience Hold it
Down in the city we gone run it
Put this pain in this cup imma down
Bitch I'm feeling way too blessed guys
Don't stress Out in the city we the we
Realist get the money and we chilling
Pussy nigga in his feelings ya
Imma hold it down till the day I drop
Imma hold it down till the day I drop
Ya ya
And we Heading
To the to the top
Know some niggas that
Are prying that we
Flop
I'm tryna get it now
Imma live it up
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
You know I'm forever litt
Money ain't nothing
If you gat someone to spend it with
Only want people around
Who's gone make me elevate
Don't invite me to no party
Roll my weed up to meditate
For the times it was ugly
We Gon share the bread
Paid the price with my brothers
So we celebrate
Kazz and brainy Beat is wavy
So we staying solid
Pour my fire through the booth
Release this pain inside me
You can no pass me all that lighter
Smoking me some exotic
Tired of Rips shii be epidemic
And you know we doubled up through the pandemic
Boy i'm tryna stack it up
Get me some more benjis
All that glitters ain't gold
If you with me let it show
When I pull up with my geez
All my of me geez with let it go
Pull up on a low
And I run the show
Some like mtn
My demons everywhere I go
You let it go I'll let it show
Let me know
I'll let it go
If you really let me know
I'll pull up and I'll let it go
Let it show
Pull and I'll let it go
Pull up and I'll let it
Pull and I'll let it show
With my niggas
And we Heading
To the top
Know some niggas that
Are prying that we
Flop
I'm tryna get it now
Imma live it up
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
It's a Good life
Chilling on the west side
On the west side
Ten toes in this shit
Imma get it by myself ya
Looking in the mirror conversation
With myself ya imma rather get it up Tryna get the fucken money
Everyday I'm on my grind and liv if up
That's my hobby ya
Set your intentions get the money
I don't need the attention passive
Aggressive they gone feel me on this
Shit like Malcom way to ambitious
Bitch they know imma hold it down
Told my homies we gone make it
It just take some patience Hold it
Down in the city we gone run it
Put this pain in this cup imma down
Bitch I'm feeling way too blessed guys
Don't stress Out in the city we the we
Realist get the money and we chilling
Pussy nigga in his feelings ya
Imma hold it down till the day I drop
Imma hold it down till the day I drop
Ya ya
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Writer(s): Ken Boa
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