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Goodlife letra

     Goodlife

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        [Chorus]
    (T.I.)
    I keep telling myself
    Man I'm living the good life
    (Pharrell)
    I'm living the good life
    {*2X*}
    I'm on top of the world
    I'm on top of the world
    {*2X*}
    [T.I.]
    I was born into poverty raised I the sewerage
    Streets always would be a part of me, it made me the truest
    And even when my days were the bluest
    I never ran from adversity, instead I ran to it
    Fear ain't in the heart of me I learned just do it
    You get courage in your fears right after you go through it
    Now I come through in a Coupe on 22s
    That ain't bad for a nigga who ain't even finish school
    Don't get me wrong I never been a fool
    I just put off graduating for a pair of tennis shoes
    I used to use the beat to paint my pain
    But nowadays man I can't complain
    I got several automobiles and they all on thangs
    Several size of tangent and they all in one chain
    Used to see me in the mall I'm the same
    And get a couple broads giving brain on the plane
    [Chorus]
    [Common]
    I come from Chi-Town lost and found in the struggle
    Where dudes say stay safe and stay out of trouble
    Speak is muffed the law and B gon try to cuff you
    Those with duffles move weight and have muscles
    I came through the dirt with a verse for the people
    Open up for Daddy Kane and Easy up at the Regal
    The radio rarely put their needle on my record
    They ain't see how the hood and heaven were connected
    Sounds projected, ain't show how effective
    Lessons learned, sessions turned to life reflected
    And everything I found real in life know I kept it
    They say life's a teacher, you're gonna get tested
    When a nigga changed they keep saying that nigga strange
    Couldn't see how my mind won't be the lame
    Ahead of my time I caught up with the game
    Making good music making paper making change
    [Chorus]
    [T.I.]
    I put on gasoline drawers I stood in the fire
    With enough heat to set the hood on fire
    Man you niggaz think Suge was off the wire
    You should've seen the squad before I had Messiah
    We assumed the title as the number one supplier
    Felt like I was selling blow since I was in diapers
    And wish a nigga would come try us
    We was cool with the killers, best friends with the lifers
    Quick to up and scrap with niggaz who want to deny
    For what we considered then as a lucrative empire
    But like that pimping time flash by you
    Now I wonder what the judge think as he reading my priors
    Prison ain't full and the reefer ain't bias
    You ain't got to tell and distant the liars
    Gave the jail hell and shot birds at the hearse
    Lived through worse and reversed the curse
    [Chorus]
     

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