Midnight Life

Like we always do at this time

I got to shine

I’m good

Welcome to the good life

Where niggas that sell D

Won’t even get pulled over in they 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., summertime Chi, ah

(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 ass

I got to look, sorry

Yo it’s got to be cause I’m seasoned

Haters give me them salty looks, Lawry’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’m gonna get on this TV mama, I’m gonna

I’m gonna put shit 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

Welcome to 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 nigga 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’m gonna get on this TV mama, I’m gonna

I’m gonna put shit 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 not everything, not 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 passion 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 grandmama

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

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

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

Hey