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Like we always do at this time I go for mine, I got to shine Now throw your hands up in the sky I g-go for mine, I got to shine Now throw your hands up in the sky I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma I'ma put sh** down Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, I'm good Welcome to the good life Where n***az that sell D Won't even get pulled over in they new V The good life, let's go on a living' spree sh** 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., summertime Chi, ahh (Now throw your hands up in the sky) So I roll through good Y'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, Ferrari And she got the goods And she got that a**, I got to look, sorry Yo it's got to be cause I'm seasoned Haters give me them salty looks, Lowry's 50 told me go 'head switch the style up And if they hate then let 'em 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 I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma I'ma put sh** down Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, 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 coming' with the bottles Till she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo The good life, it feel like Houston It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C. It feel like VA, or the Bay, or Ye Ayy, this is the good life Homie, tell me what's good Why I only got a problem when you in the hood Like I'm new in the hood, the only thing I wish? (I wish a n***a would) He probably think he could, but, but I don't think he should 50 told me go 'head switch the style up And if they hate then let 'em 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 I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma I'ma put sh** down Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, I'm good Have you ever popped champagne on a plane While getting' some brain Whipped it out, she said "I never seen snakes on a plane" Whether you broke or rich you gotta get biz Having' money's the everything that having' it is I was splurging' on trizz But when I get my card back activated I'm back to Vegas cause I always had a pa**ion for flashing' before I had it I close my eyes and imagine, the good life Is the good life better than the life I live When I thought that I was gonna go crazy And now my grandmamma ain't the only girl calling me baby And if you feeling' me now then put your hands up in the sky And let me hear you say hey, hey, hey, ooh I'm good