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