Good Life lyrics

Artist  : 2Pac F/ Big Syke, E.D.I. 
Song : Good Life
 

[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 I'm wrong

 but sayin "Fuck the world" got you deeper in my
songs

 Drinkin 'til I earl, spendin money 'til it's
gone

 It's the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin
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 niggaz eat a dick a day, bumpin this

 Lord have mercy it's a slaughter

 So wicked that my tracks is wettin niggaz like
it's water

 I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked
ass hood fights

 But I'm 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 don't
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 don't
die

 

 [Big Syke]

 No one knows what the, future holds, but you

 Haha.. listen close

 They say reach in yo' heart and you'll 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 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 drinkin and I can't
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 devil's
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, it's 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 it's the fast lane only, big dealin big
ceiling

 All for the money, some kill some squeal

 All for the money, most ain't 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

 I'm still tryin to get a hold of the game, livin
that good life

 

 [Chorus] - 2X (w/ minor variations)