Roger - Good Life lyrics
rate meWelcome to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Toasting to the good, toasting, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Toasting to the good, good, toasting to the good, good
Toasting, toasting to the good
Toasting, toasting to the good life
Damn right I’m chilling, chilling
Stay away from the drama
Just so fly, there’s no I till I bring hope like Obama
Killing with the flows that goes in
I’m the man from the land of the ocean
Got these bad bitches right next to me
But I’m waiting for this one named Destiny
And I’m all about changing, I just want a better life
I’m attracted to the dangers, everything wrong feels right
Better know that I’mma never ever give it up
If I want it I’mma get it then I’ll live it all
All the plastic money can elevate us
What the fuck I grind with a little luck, luck
You can tell I’m nice, you just blow, no L in sight
I get praised like Elvis life, I’m the king of the shit if you tell it right
If you tell my life there’s no kings in my armor
I’m a king pen, let it sink in, I live by respect and honor
I’m a champ, who you know flow sick spit game like me?
Who can write like I write or think like I think? Nobody like me
It’s the motherfucking king of the jungle
And it ain’t no thing to be humble ‘cause I reverse pain
Got a bag of good life I could sling you a bundle
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Toasting to the good, toasting, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Toasting to the good, good, toasting to the good, good
Toasting, toasting to the good
Toasting, toasting to the good life
Look at all these bad bitches tryna meet OG
Cool, feeling like the illest nigga balling, I am at JC
Trips to private islands, baby, isn’t that so nice
Swear I’m meeting good, all off just the right zone bite
I made it, you don’t make it, you just get by like a threesome
So you damn right if the kid fly like you see one
Get it? Take a look and see where we are, from the peet my track
To the sweets of the Malia
Damn right I’ve been working hard, damn right I’m supposed to blow
Damn right I’mma play my cards, damn right I’mma go for broke
Sipping rose ace, still rock with all that, but at 600 a bottle I could drown in my success
Tell it mama, I’m too faded for behaving, grab your shit, let’s get away
And make our way back to relations
Yeah, I celebrate ‘cause my team winning, no tail gating, I’mma ring here
I’m a king shit and I’m real as rap ‘cause I’ve been that for the beginning
And I’m gone
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Toasting to the good, toasting, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
Toasting to the good, good, toasting to the good, good
Toasting, toasting to the good
Toasting, toasting to the good life
Toasting, toasting to the good
Toasting, toasting to the good life
Lighters up, bottles up, toasting to the good life
