Like we always do at this time 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 the TV mama I'ma, I'ma put shit down Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, 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 livin' 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 and switch your 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, hey I'ma get on the TV mama I'ma, I'ma put shit down Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, I'm good Welcome to the good life We'll be like the girls who ain't on TV 'Cause they got more ass than the models The good life, so keep it comin' 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 V. A or the Bay or Yae, hey 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 Welcome to the good life Like I'm new in the hood The only thing I wish? I wish a nigga would Welcome to the good life He probably think he could But, but, I don't think he should Welcome to the good life 50 told me go 'head and switch your style up And if they hate then let 'em hate And watch the money pile up 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 I'ma get on the TV mama I'ma, I'ma put shit down Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, 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 this Havin' money's not everything not havin' it is I was splurgin' on trizz, but when I get my card back activate it I'm back to Vegas 'cause I always had a passion for flashin' Before I had it, I closed my eyes and imagined 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 callin' me baby And if you feelin' me now then put your hands up in the sky And let me hear you say, hey, hey, hey, I'm good