2Pac – Good Life (feat. Big Syke & E.D.I) Lyrics

2Pac – Good Life (feat. Big Syke & E.D.I) Lyrics
Good Life
2Pac (feat. Big Syke & E.D.I)
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    "Good Life." - 2Pac (feat. Big Syke & E.D.I)

    Album: Until the End of Time
    Track No: 05
    I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
    Fiending for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
    Picture a **** on the verge of living insane
    I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
    Now tell if I'm wrong but saying fuck the world got you deeper in my songs
    Drinking till I earl, spending money till it's gone
    It's the good life, maybe **** got it going on
    Now maybe if I died and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
    Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
    Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
    Bad Boy **** eat a dick a day, bumping this
    Lord have mercy, it's a slaughter
    So wicked that my tracks is wetting **** like it's water
    I learned my lesson as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
    But I'm a baller now, ****, I live the good life
    This is the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust them hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't die
    See, we live the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust these hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't die
    No one knows, what the
    Future holds for you
    Haha
    Listen closely
    They say reach in your heart and you will find your mind
    Everyday in the streets got my foresight blind
    My after time is narrow, peepin down the barrel of a foe
    Just a **** or a killer, I don't know so
    Who makes the call, will I fall a victim like the rest?
    Slug in the chest, one in the dome, and make sure I'm gone
    Send me home, all alone in these cold streets
    In desperation, constantly drinking and I can't sleep
    Neck deep struggling trying to survive
    Some wanna die I wanna stay alive, eyes on the prize
    Let me modify this whole region
    I declare this sucker duckin season, give me the reason
    Why should I change, into a softie
    After living so loftily, it cost me my soul
    Out of control in a devil's world
    Me, my ****, and my girl, living the good life
    We live the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust these hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't die
    We live the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust these hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't die
    I spend my days and nights not knowing if, strays in flight
    Gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
    Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
    Last night we off the hook, doing way too much
    But it's the fast lane only, big dealing, big ceiling
    All for the money, some kill, some squeal
    All for the money, most ain't even real
    But we still call them homies, now what the fuck is that?
    Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
    I watch 'em all plot and fall while I come up and gain
    Outlaw, never surrender, is the call when you hear us coming
    Bitch **** get to runnin 'fore my click get to gunning
    Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
    I'm still tryna get ahold of the game
    Living that good life
    We live the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust these hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't die
    We live the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust these hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't, uh
    This is the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb **** that trust these hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live good life 'cause thug **** don't, uh
    This is the good life, fuck my foes
    God bless the dumb bitches that trust the hoes
    Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
    And live the good life 'cause thug **** don't die

    Writer(s): E.D.I, Ricardo Thomas, Malcolm Greenidge, 2Pac, Mike Mosley & Tyruss Himes.

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