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Brother Robert - The Good Life (feat. Street Wayz & Lil Gus) Lyrics




[ Featuring Lil Gus, Street Wayz ]

Back to my ways, smoking fat bags of haze. I keep a couple girls at least one for every day
I'm schizophrenic, they each see a different side of me
Monday through Friday we live like we won the lottery
I got the power balls, girl I could knock down your walls
We at my crib and we ain't even drink no alcohol
We burning down the mall, smoke alarms, sound them off
You just too hot for words, gamma rays, fireballs
This is a higher force, a higher calling, try it first
Before you knock it. My words will quench your dire thirst
Make sure you cop it, it's knowledge for no profit.
Give it to the judge, he'll probably want to stop it
But you can't stop a revolution when it starts
Cnd if anybody asks you what you're doing, tell 'em McRCH!
I'm a modern-day Picasso. My facts are just art.
Give me liberty or rip out my heart!


We're sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
I'm sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life


Life is what you make of it
I take a fifth to the face every day trying to flush out my pain
But I got way to much potential to just piss it away
I smoke good, my doe good, I'm well on the way
To making something out of nothing, just a pen and a page
No games, life's serious, there's no time to play
Rarely do I laugh unless I'm getting cash
Just the thought of getting money keeps me so entertained
I can't do nothing else but better myself
Otherwise, I'd be bored cause I've done everything else
Money's my motivation. I'm something, I'm going places
I played my cards right. Like poker, I'm holding aces
I ain't afraid to show faces, all the cards on the table
I'm the head of the body and the heart of the label
I almost threw it away until I noticed I'm able
Through my struggle to touch the cold soul of a stranger

We're sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
I'm sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life

Give me the good life, a good wife,
Some good weed minus the seeds, good night
Got custody of my daughter, good fight!
Thought I wasn't gonna win, what I look like?
Right? Study life, swallow the moment
Ct night, all black like the guns that I'm holding
Many say they want the life but, I'm chosen
To walk through the devil's furnace with my feet swollen
Yeah, I ball, strong defense Bruce Bowen
Niggas say they support Gus but don't show it!
I'm on my shit blows keep throwin
Too many got the joker face, teeth showin
Sick of living this way, time to man up!
Try to get out the game, they got me handcuffed
Some things never change, niggas act tough
I'm the same Gus if they want to act up!

We're sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
I'm sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
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English

Back to my ways, smoking fat bags of haze. I keep a couple girls at least one for every day
I'm schizophrenic, they each see a different side of me
Monday through Friday we live like we won the lottery
I got the power balls, girl I could knock down your walls
We at my crib and we ain't even drink no alcohol
We burning down the mall, smoke alarms, sound them off
You just too hot for words, gamma rays, fireballs
This is a higher force, a higher calling, try it first
Before you knock it. My words will quench your dire thirst
Make sure you cop it, it's knowledge for no profit.
Give it to the judge, he'll probably want to stop it
But you can't stop a revolution when it starts
Cnd if anybody asks you what you're doing, tell 'em McRCH!
I'm a modern-day Picasso. My facts are just art.
Give me liberty or rip out my heart!


We're sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
I'm sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life


Life is what you make of it
I take a fifth to the face every day trying to flush out my pain
But I got way to much potential to just piss it away
I smoke good, my doe good, I'm well on the way
To making something out of nothing, just a pen and a page
No games, life's serious, there's no time to play
Rarely do I laugh unless I'm getting cash
Just the thought of getting money keeps me so entertained
I can't do nothing else but better myself
Otherwise, I'd be bored cause I've done everything else
Money's my motivation. I'm something, I'm going places
I played my cards right. Like poker, I'm holding aces
I ain't afraid to show faces, all the cards on the table
I'm the head of the body and the heart of the label
I almost threw it away until I noticed I'm able
Through my struggle to touch the cold soul of a stranger

We're sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
I'm sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life

Give me the good life, a good wife,
Some good weed minus the seeds, good night
Got custody of my daughter, good fight!
Thought I wasn't gonna win, what I look like?
Right? Study life, swallow the moment
Ct night, all black like the guns that I'm holding
Many say they want the life but, I'm chosen
To walk through the devil's furnace with my feet swollen
Yeah, I ball, strong defense Bruce Bowen
Niggas say they support Gus but don't show it!
I'm on my shit blows keep throwin
Too many got the joker face, teeth showin
Sick of living this way, time to man up!
Try to get out the game, they got me handcuffed
Some things never change, niggas act tough
I'm the same Gus if they want to act up!

We're sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
I'm sick of living this way, give me the good life!
Just want to see my son every day. You know, the good life
Smoke my worries away. Yeah, that's the good life
Sing this song with me. C'mon, the good life
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Writer: Jack Reardon, Jean Broussolle, Alexandre Sacha Distel
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, PROSADIS, O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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