Текст песни Good Life - E45 , Casper , Garcia

Cheers to the good life
Cheers homie
Someone should probably take a picture of me
I'm looking good with all these bitches on me
Before the night gets too ugly
I say cheers to the good life
Chill bitches
Will somebody take down those pictures of me
My bitch seen em and now she lookin for me
And they ain't getting too many likes
Cheers to the good life

Cheers to the good life
Made it out the hood life
Fire up some loud
My brain about to book flight
Came up from straight nothing
All night hustling
Like the street post
I'm all night buzzing
Already got a good life
I just want more
No more selling dope
I just made it on tour
When they see me shine
Tell me it don't look right
Out the hood and made it
One time for the good life

Small town boys
Tom Vick street dealers
Used to fuck with hoodrats
Now they always taking pictures of me
Used to take sips
But now its bottles to the face
From trouble in the basement
To trouble in outer space
Bitches ain't used to know my first name
Now they know my last
Last call another round on Casper
Just relax
You're the owner ain't gon ask me nothing
And if he does
Just laugh and say cheers to the good life

Cheers to the good life
Cheers homie
Someone should probably take a picture of me
I'm looking good with all these bitches on me
Before the night gets too ugly
I say cheers to the good life
Chill bitches
Will somebody take down those pictures of me
My bitch seen em and now she lookin for me
And they ain't getting too many likes
Cheers to the good life

Before I eat
Yeah I pray for it
Think about the times I never had
My stomach ache for it
Trying to get it right
Neck looking like some steak forks
Taking crumbs off the plate
Trying to get another score
Yeah
That's the life that they talking about
Suckers come bitches go
That's the shit I'm talking about
Fuck around boy
Rep the A till the death of me
Represent that good life boy
It ain't nothing to me

Born in the streets
Grew up with the heater
Call my cannon Nyquil
One pill it'll sleep ya
Bitch I'm headed to the top
With my verses
And you peeping
Your raps really tired
Got your fans really sleeping
I was raised by the deacon
Take your soul when I'm preaching
Call my chopper Titanic
Cause them bullets they be sinking
Bitch I'm cold like anemic
I'm evil like a demon
My whole life is a come up
Everyday I be dreaming

Cheers to the good life
Cheers homie
Someone should probably take a picture of me
I'm looking good with all these bitches on me
Before the night gets too ugly
I say cheers to the good life
Chill bitches
Will somebody take down those pictures of me
My bitch seen em and now she lookin for me
And they ain't getting too many likes
Cheers to the good life