[Hook: WyldBill The Khalifa & Mizz K]
They call this, the good life, good life (8x)

[Verse 1]
(They wanna see)
Wake up get my cake up
They want it right now like NOW & LATERs
They want me smashing only in her anal
Going at it like Sonya Blade and that boy Kano
("I want you with them long bangles!")
Baking soda, making "oda"
Sipping on that "Purple Sprite" with that coda
Codeine and blow trees like "Whoa me!"
And still claim God is my one and only
Laser beam Glock 22s with 40s
Blasting at gangstas & old homeys
And still praying at night for my shorties
Jail time homeboy nah parole me
Cause they "tryna" keep a dude 'til he forty
Screaming out, "Man my project is gory!"
Ain't a dude alive that can toast me
You better, you better stay close to me

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
(They wanna see)
Tats 'round my neck, shepherds and pits
Deep "thoating" chicks, dodging politics
A crib with "alotta ish," stacking "alotta" bricks
And still act like nothing is wrong with it
Baking soda, making odors
Sipping on that "Purple Sprite" with that coda
Codeine and blow trees like, "Whoa me!"
And still claim God is my one and only
Laser beam Glock 22s with 40s
Blasting at gangstas and old homey
And still praying at night for my shorties
Only Jesus and God can judge me
Women adore me, plenty of orgies (oiled cheeks)
Buying cribs that look like dormitories
Chick's legs depart like church and state
Smashing out 'til ya boy hurt the springs

[Hook]