Blu, EXILE, Aloe Blacc, Joseph - Good Life lyrics
Aloe Blacc [Egbert Nathaniel Dawkins III]
[Blu, EXILE, Aloe Blacc, Joseph - Good Life lyrics]
Yeah, this is the story
Of wealth, cash, whips, chips
Bitches and blunts
Must be the good life right? Check this yo
I got a call from my girl last week
She telling me about that time of the
Month and how it may not come
Dropped the phone right before she said
I might have a son
And I started asking God how come
I got dreams I ain't reached yet
– ends that ain't meet yet
When it comes to being a man
Shit I'm barely getting my feet wet
Trying to hit reset knee deep in debt
Trying to figure how to feed a
Mouth that ain't got teeth yet
How the hell am I gonna show
A child to be a man
When I'm twenty-two without a clue on
How to take a stand
Against this system when it's just us
Wanna show him justice
But last year I was just in cuffs
What the fuck am I supposed to do when
He's telling me 'Dad I need some food?'
I'm looking down at my stomach
And mine is grumbling too
What can I tell him when he's twenty-two
And he's asking me what the fuck I
Was thinking when mommy's tummy grew?
Was I scared, was I getting prepared?
Or did I even think of leaving
Her without a father's care?
Should I tell him that it's hell
Here and life ain't fair?
Or should I try to make a change
When he's pulling on my leg?
(Show me) and he keeps on telling me to
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Won't somebody show me there's a few
Things my poppa never told me
Maybe cause the stone still rolling
No moss yet it's a few things my momma never
Told me to mold me but her soul is so golden
The way she floss it
And I ain't mad at their secrets though
It's a hard sell to tell a
Young child about your deepest low
But, I done seen through they weakness so
I understand a little bit on
How the defeat can slow
You so, far down that you meekness grow
And everyday gets colder when
The breezes blow
Grand momma sat me down and said
'you need to know
Boy you a little light in this world
Let your heat just glow
Have patience some things take time
And ain't no limit to the goals that
You could hold in your mind'
Lift the soul when you crying 'till
You reach the gates of heaven
Like your chariot is carrying
Children who going blind
And you going to get their sight back
When all they see is night black
Believe in everything that you doing
And just like that
Things will happen for you
Keep shining them rays
It's bright enough to spread grace
Over a million graves
Over a million slaves to bring
Honor to the elders
Who held us away from danger when
The danger would have killed us
They never failed us but
They souls have peace
And follow in their footsteps
You got brothers to keep in this good life
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Check it out, it's so much I can show you
Without rolling through Beverly Hills
Without money, cars, clothes
Or even ecstasy pills
I don't need weed to ease me
When I'm stressing for real
I just close my eyes and try
To think how heaven feels
Just to feel good again
Even though I know when I open them
It's back to the hood again
Where kids hold chrome with them
Just to feel protected
Cause the videos are showing them
How to shoot fools and take
Their dough from them
That's why I try to give my soul
To them in lyrics I spit
They rejected cause they stressing
For material shit
They're getting sick and tired of
Fighting over serial gifts
Cause they notice bitches go head
Over heels for the whips
And the chains, and the chips
And the range and the clips
In the guns and the women and the
Fun living in cribs in the burbs
Fuck the slums, they want funds and they
Heard flippin' birds is
The ticket and they get it and run with it
Some slip and fall
Others pause see the outcome and crawl
On the road for some change
Cause the game is too hard
To play straight by the rules
I'm trying to stay out the news
And make cake to buy food
Fuck jewels I think my
Soul glows bright enough
And fuck whips I learn more
When I ride the bus
And fuck gold it's bad enough
That we fight for bucks
And fuck hoes cause in the end
I need a wife to love
Plus heaven is the life for us so God
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Of wealth, cash, whips, chips
Bitches and blunts
Must be the good life right? Check this yo
I got a call from my girl last week
She telling me about that time of the
Month and how it may not come
Dropped the phone right before she said
I might have a son
And I started asking God how come
I got dreams I ain't reached yet
– ends that ain't meet yet
When it comes to being a man
Shit I'm barely getting my feet wet
Trying to hit reset knee deep in debt
Trying to figure how to feed a
Mouth that ain't got teeth yet
How the hell am I gonna show
A child to be a man
When I'm twenty-two without a clue on
How to take a stand
Against this system when it's just us
Wanna show him justice
But last year I was just in cuffs
What the fuck am I supposed to do when
He's telling me 'Dad I need some food?'
I'm looking down at my stomach
And mine is grumbling too
What can I tell him when he's twenty-two
And he's asking me what the fuck I
Was thinking when mommy's tummy grew?
Was I scared, was I getting prepared?
Or did I even think of leaving
Her without a father's care?
Should I tell him that it's hell
Here and life ain't fair?
Or should I try to make a change
When he's pulling on my leg?
(Show me) and he keeps on telling me to
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Won't somebody show me there's a few
Things my poppa never told me
Maybe cause the stone still rolling
No moss yet it's a few things my momma never
Told me to mold me but her soul is so golden
The way she floss it
And I ain't mad at their secrets though
It's a hard sell to tell a
Young child about your deepest low
But, I done seen through they weakness so
I understand a little bit on
How the defeat can slow
You so, far down that you meekness grow
And everyday gets colder when
The breezes blow
Grand momma sat me down and said
'you need to know
Boy you a little light in this world
Let your heat just glow
Have patience some things take time
And ain't no limit to the goals that
You could hold in your mind'
Lift the soul when you crying 'till
You reach the gates of heaven
Like your chariot is carrying
Children who going blind
And you going to get their sight back
When all they see is night black
Believe in everything that you doing
And just like that
Things will happen for you
Keep shining them rays
It's bright enough to spread grace
Over a million graves
Over a million slaves to bring
Honor to the elders
Who held us away from danger when
The danger would have killed us
They never failed us but
They souls have peace
And follow in their footsteps
You got brothers to keep in this good life
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Check it out, it's so much I can show you
Without rolling through Beverly Hills
Without money, cars, clothes
Or even ecstasy pills
I don't need weed to ease me
When I'm stressing for real
I just close my eyes and try
To think how heaven feels
Just to feel good again
Even though I know when I open them
It's back to the hood again
Where kids hold chrome with them
Just to feel protected
Cause the videos are showing them
How to shoot fools and take
Their dough from them
That's why I try to give my soul
To them in lyrics I spit
They rejected cause they stressing
For material shit
They're getting sick and tired of
Fighting over serial gifts
Cause they notice bitches go head
Over heels for the whips
And the chains, and the chips
And the range and the clips
In the guns and the women and the
Fun living in cribs in the burbs
Fuck the slums, they want funds and they
Heard flippin' birds is
The ticket and they get it and run with it
Some slip and fall
Others pause see the outcome and crawl
On the road for some change
Cause the game is too hard
To play straight by the rules
I'm trying to stay out the news
And make cake to buy food
Fuck jewels I think my
Soul glows bright enough
And fuck whips I learn more
When I ride the bus
And fuck gold it's bad enough
That we fight for bucks
And fuck hoes cause in the end
I need a wife to love
Plus heaven is the life for us so God
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good
Show me show me the good life
Show me show me the good