Like we always do at this timeI go for mine, I gots to shineNow throw yo' hands up in the skyI g-go for mine, I gots to shineNow throw yo' hands up in the sky
I'ma get on this TV, mamaI'ma, I'ma put shit downAyy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayyAyy, I'm good
Welcome to the good lifeWhere niggas that sell DWon't even get pulled over in they new VThe good life, let's go on a livin' spreeShit, they say the best things in life are freeThe good life, it feel like AtlantaIt feel like L.A., it feel like MiamiIt feel like N.Y., summertime Chi', ahNow throw yo' hands up in the sky
So I roll through goodY'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, FerrariAnd she got the goodsAnd she got that ass, I got to look, sorryYo, it's got to be 'cause I'm seasonedHaters give me them salty looks, Lawry's50 told me, "Go 'head, switch the style upAnd if they hate then let 'em hateAnd watch the money pile up," the good life
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shineNow throw yo' hands up in the skyNow I, I go for mine, I got to shineNow throw yo' hands up in the sky, ayy
I'ma get on this TV mamaI'ma, I'ma put shit downAyy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayyAyy, I'm good
Welcome to the good lifeWhere we like the girls who ain't on TV'Cause they got mo' ass than the modelsThe good life, so keep it comin' with the bottles'Til she feel boozed like she bombed at ApolloThe good life, it feel like HoustonIt feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.It feel like VA or the Bay or 'YeAyy, this is the good life
Welcome to the good lifeUh, homie, tell me what's goodWhy I only got a problem when you in the hood?Welcome to the good lifeLike I'm new in the hood, the only thing I wish?I wish a nigga would
Welcome to the good lifeHe probably think he could, but, butI don't think he shouldWelcome to the good life50 told me, "Go 'head, switch the style upAnd if they hate then let 'em hateAnd watch the money pile up," the good life
Now I, I go for mine (yeah), I got to shineNow throw yo' hands up in the skyNow I, I go for mine, I got to shineNow throw yo' hands up in the sky
Ayy, I'ma get on this TV mamaI'ma, I'ma put shit downAyy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayyAyy, I'm good
Have you ever popped champagne on a planeWhile gettin' some brain?Whipped it out, she said, "I never seen snakes on a plane"Whether you broke or rich you gotta get bizHavin' money's not everythin', not havin' it isI was splurgin' on trizz, but when I get my car backActivated, I'm back to Vegas, 'cause (welcome to the good life)I always had a passion for flashin' befo' I had itI close my eyes and imagine, the good life
Is the good life better than the life I liveWhen I thought that I was gonna go crazy?And now my grandmama ain't the only girl callin' me "baby"And if you feelin' me now then put yo' hands up in the skyAnd let me hear you say hey, heyOoh, I'm good