[B.o.B: Verse 1] I woke up with my feet up Seat back, outfit thirty thousand feet up What you know, and you know how I link up Pick my homie up, told him what's up with the feature I remember back when I was living in a freezer Had to keep my hustle up, so I can keep the heat up Now I got my cheese up, stewardesses smiling when they see us How you like me now, I'm even better when I re-up [One Republic: Verse 2] Woke up in London yesterday Found myself in the city near Piccadilly Don't really know how I got here I got some pictures on my phone New names and numbers that I don't know Address to places like Abbey Road Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want We're young enough to say Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don't know Where I've been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Colorado Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out Sometimes there's bull**** that don't work now We are God of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there's to complain about When you're happy like a fool Let it take you over When everything is out You gotta take it in (Chorus) Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life [B.o.B: Verse 3] Yo This, right here is the definition of timeless This is incredible at it's finest I couldn't tell you what was behind me Couldn't even say where my mind is Grand Hustle King, refer to me as your Highness My family tree will probably have you feel enlightened United, they say the best is yet to come But I swear it's already here, just open up your eyelids (Chorus) Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life [One Republic: Verse 4] To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don't know Where I've been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Colorado Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out Sometimes there's bull**** that don't work now We are God of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there's to complain about