2Pac

(feat. Big Syke, E.D.I.)
[2Pac]
I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
Fiendin for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
Picture a nigga on the verge of livin insane
I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
Now tell if Im wrong
but sayin "Fuck the world" got you deeper in my songs
Drinkin til I earl, spendin money til its gone
Its the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin on
Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldnt 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 niggaz eat a dick a day, bumpin this
Lord have mercy its a slaughter
So wicked that my tracks is wettin niggaz like its water
I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
But Im a baller now, nigga, I live the good life
[Chorus]
This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that, trust them hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
and live the good life, cause thug niggaz dont die
We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that, trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
and live the good life, cause thug niggaz dont die
[Big Syke]
No one knows what the, future holds, but you
Haha.. listen close
They say reach in yo heart and youll find your mind
Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
My after time is narrow, peepin down the barrel of a foe
Just a nigga or a killer I dont 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 Im gone
Send me home all alone in these cold streets
In desperation constantly drinkin and I cant sleep
Neck deep strugglin tryin 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 I should change, into a softie
.. after living so loftily
It cost me my soul out of control in a devils world
Me, my niggaz, and my girl - livin the good life!
[Chorus]
[E.D.I.]
I spend my days and nights not knowin if, strays in flight
gon finally catch me, its the good life, can you hear me?
Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
Last night we off the hook, doin way too much
But its the fast lane only, big dealin big ceiling
All for the money, some kill some squeal
All for the money, most aint even real
but we still call em homies, now what the fuck is that?
Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
I watch em all plot and fall while we come up and gain
Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin
Better start to get to runnin fore my click get to gunnin
Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
Im still tryin to get a hold of the game, livin that good life
[Chorus- 2X (w/ minor variations)]
[ Good Life Lyrics ]