Letra de Good Life - LIL TAY

Good life

Came in the game too official, stood focused, got money, and stood right

Hit after hit, I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood like (Way9)

Gun up on me, better not run up on me, pussy wishin' I would fight

Run up, wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the—

Niggas be talkin' and politickin', I want money, no, I do not speak with a lot

All I know, play with me, you gon' get shot

Just a thug, how I'm comin', this shit ain't gon' stop

It's the time of the year, might go cop me a Wraith (Wraith)

Ain't gon' cap, my garage got the space

I'ma let this shit out, like, regardless who hate

Keep my Glock, let my guys know I'm safe

If he all in my blunt, that lil' boy, he a bait

Walk around like, "Lil Tjay a play"

Give a fuck what they on, Tjay gettin' his cake

Paid no mind when them niggas said, "Wait"

Now I'm him, really him, no debate

22, really knew 'fore I blew, I was great

Hoppin' out of Ferraris, them Lambos, and Benzes, thirtied up, we grew up doin' the chase

Switches, them buttons right here, got them things on us

How you feelin'? Come pull up and bang on us

My lil' shooter with me, yeah, he different, on the way, we gon' follow if they sing on us

Know the police want methods to stop me

Feel like I was just stuck by the akhi

Sellin'— probably book a nigga, only way a nigga really got cheese

I was broke (Oh)

That shit wasn't no joke (No)

Good life

Came in the game too official, stood focused, got money, and stood right

Hit after hit, I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood like

Gun up on me, better not run up on me, pussy wishin' I would fight

Run up, wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the good life

I gotta focus on rolls

Focus on goals

Packin' out, sellin' these shows

No time to focus on hoes

Designer clothes

Trust me, this shit cost a lot

Quick hundred, go leave an opp

They say I'm hot

Lot of blue hundreds on me, lawyer fees here, what you got?

I'm that man in my city

What you sayin', nigga? Get with me

Quick to spray a nigga, don't fear nan nigga, I'm Lil Tjay, baby, not 50

Put that work in, they finally woke

They gon' eat every word that they spoke

Who the realest? I don't got your boat

It's okay, I can live with it, my shit afloat

It's a start, but I had me a hell of a run

I been told niggas I was the one

Superstars on my body like Bun

Havin' my way, this new life, it's been fun

(I still) Walk around with my drum

(I can't) Let up for nothin'

God, I'm grateful for this life you gave me

Good life

Came in the game too official, stood focused, got money, and stood right

Hit after hit, I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood like

Gun up on me, better not run up on me, pussy wishin' I would fight

Run up, wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the good life

Came in the game too official, stood focused, got money, and stood right

Hit after hit, I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood like

Gun up on me, better not run up on me, pussy wishin' I would fight

Run up, wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the—

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