Key: Chorus:
Em7
Like we always do at
this time
F#m7 Gmaj7
I go for mine, I got
to shine
A
Now throw your hands
up in the sky
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
I g-go for mine, I
got to shine
A
Now throw your hands
up in the sky
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
I'ma get on this TV
mama, I'ma
A
I'ma put shit
down
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
F#m7
Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Em7
F#m7 Gmaj7
Welcome to the good
life
Where 's that sell
D' A
Won't even get
pulled over in they
new V'
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
The good life, let's
go on a living'
spree
A
Shit they say the
best things in life
are free
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
The good life, it
feel like Atlanta
A
It feel like L.A.,
it feel like
Miami
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
F#m7
It feel like N.Y.,
summertime Chi,
ahh
(Now throw your
hands up in the
sky)
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
So I roll through
good
A
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
Y'all pop the trunk,
I pop the hood,
Ferrari
And she got the
goods
A
And she got that
ass, I got to look,
sorry
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
Yo it's got to be
cause I'm
seasoned
A Em7
F#m7 Gmaj7
Haters give me them
salty looks,
Lawry's
50 told me go 'head
switch the style
up
F#m7
And if they hate
then let 'em hate
And watch the money
pile up, the good
life
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
Now I, I go for
mine, I got to
shine
A
Now throw your hands
up in the sky
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
Now I, I go for
mine, I got to
shine
A
Now throw your hands
up in the sky
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
I'ma get on this TV
mama, I'ma
A
I'ma put shit
down
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
F#m7
Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
(And so on with the
same chord
progression)
Verse 2-
Welcome to the good
life
Where we like the
girls who ain't on
TV
Cause they got more
(Ass than the
models)
The good life, so
keep it coming' 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 VA, or
the Bay, or Ye
Ayy, this is the
good life
Homie, tell me
what's good
Why I only got a
problem when you in
the hood
Like I'm new in the
hood, the only thing
I wish?
(I wish a would)
He probably think he
could, but, but
I don't think he
should
50 told me go 'head
switch the style
up
And if they hate
then let 'em hate
And watch the money
pile up, the good
life
Hook-
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
I'ma get on this TV
mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit
down
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Verse 3-
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
biz
Having' money's the
everything that
having' it is
I was splurging' on
trizz
But when I get my
card back
activated
I'm back to Vegas
cause
I always had a
passion for flashin'
before I had it
I closed my eyes and
imagined, the good
life
Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7
Is the good life
better than the life
I lived
A
Em7 F#m7
When I thought that
I was gonna go
crazy
Gmaj7
A Em7
F#m7
And now my
grandmamma ain't the
only girl calling me
baby
Gmaj7
A
And if you feeling'
me now then put your
hands up in the
sky
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7
F#m7
And let me hear you
say hey, hey,
hey, ooh
I'm good |