Lil Tjay - Good Life Lyrics

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Good Life Lyrics Lil Tjay

[Intro]

Good life

Came in the game, too official, stood focused, got money and stood right

Hit after hit I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood likes

Gun up on me, better not run up on me

Pussy wishin’ I would fight, better not wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the—

(Why they do me like that? That, no-no-no)

[Verse 1]

Niggas be talkin' and politickin’

I want money, no I do not speak with a lot

(Why they do me like that? That, no-no-no)

All I know play with me, you gon' get shot

Just a thug, how I'm comin', this shit ain't gon' stop

It's the time of the year, might go cop me a Wraith (Wraith)

They gon' cap, I’m gon’ rock out to space

I'ma let this shit out, like regardless who hate

Keep my Glock, let my guys know im safe

50 all in my blunt, that lil’ boy, he a bait

Walk around, like Lil Tjay a player

(No-no-no, no-no-no)

Give a fuck what they on, Tjay gettin' his cake

(Why they do me like that?)

Paid no mind when them niggas said "Wait"

Now I'm him, really hemmed the debate

22, really knew 'fore I blew I was great

Hoppin’ out of Ferrari's, them Lambo's and Benz's

Dirtied up, we grew up doin' the chase

Switches, them buttons right here, got them things on us

How you feelin'? Come pull up and bang on us

My lil' shooter with me, yeah he different

On the way we gon' follo' if they sing on us

Know the police want members to stop me

Felt like I was just stuck by the ocky sellin'

Prolly book a nigga, only way a nigga really got cheese

I was broke (Oh)

That shit was no joke (Noo, oh-oh)

Good life

Came in the game, too official, stood focused, got money and stood right

Hit after hit I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood likes

Gun up on me, better not run up on me

Pussy wishin' I would fight, better not wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the good life

[Verse 2]

I gotta focus on rolls, focused on goals

Packin' out, sellin' these shows, no time to focus on hoes

Designer clothes, trust me, this shit cost a lot

Quick hundred gon' leave an opp

They say I'm hot, lotta blue hundreds on me

Lawyer fees here, what you got?

I'm that man in my city, what you sayin' nigga? Get with me

Quick to spray a nigga, don't fear any nigga, I'm Lil Tjay, baby, not 50

Put that work in, they finally woke

They gon' eat every word that they spoke

Who the realest? I don't got your boat

It's okay, I can live with it, my shit afloat

It just stopped but I had me a hell of a run

I been told niggas I was the one

Superstars on my body, I [?]

Havin' my way, this new life have been fun

(I still) Walk around with my drum

(I can't) Let up for nun'

God, I'm grateful for this life you gave me

[Chorus]

Good life

Came in the game, too official, stood focused, got money and stood right

Hit after hit I'ma drop for my fans, give a fuck what the hood likes

Gun up on me, better not run up on me

Pussy wishin' I would fight, better not wishin' I would fight

Take a shot to the—

Good life

Woah-oah

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