ReTread & Luba Juice - LIFE'S GOOD

Woah
Woah, oh
Ay-ay, ReTread, bless my ears
Yeah, yeah, yeahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahh
Li-Li-Life's good, I can't even cap
You don't need to stress 'cause I got you a bag
I just got a hundred thousand so I'm glad
I'm good now, back then I was down bad
I can't believe I got fans
Losing my shit, that was part of the plan
Finna put that ice all onto my dad
These brand-new jeans so I gotta break into 'em
I-I got my eye out, I'm staying vigilant
Just swallowed a dictionary, so I feel like I'm the word
Everyone sound the same but I'm different
I look at this life, I'm like woahh
Woah
Woah
Woah
(Yeah, yeah) I'm chasing the green like grove street
Can't fuck with me, you not my homie
Like, who are you? You don't even know me
ReTread the one and only
ReTread the one and only yeah
Yeahh
(Life go, life go) Life go hard even when it just don't hit
And my shawty is a 10, so I don't need another bitch
Retread744, they-they be asking for a pic'
And I drip too hard, dropped a bag 'cause all of this legit
Yeah, I be chasing the cheddar
My girl so bad, ima make her my header
Saint Laurent, Saint Laurent all on my sweater
I don't care what you saying 'cause I know I'm better
Tryna cop a house, need me a cellar
Never mind, ima hop in the Joe like Weller
MANIFEST in my dreams, whatever
Lil shawty want me, I can't let her
Li-Li-Life's good, I can't even cap
You don't need to stress 'cause I got you a bag
I just got a hundred thousand so I'm glad
I'm good now, back then I was down bad
I can't believe I got fans
Losing my shit, that was part of the plan
Finna put that ice all onto my dad
These brand-new jeans so I gotta break into 'em
I-I got my eye out, I'm staying vigilant
Just swallowed a dictionary, so I feel like I'm the word
Everyone sound the same but I'm different
I look at this life, I'm like woahh
Woah
Woah
Woah
Li-life is good, that's what I told that bitch
Ima hit me a lick
And I just got rich
They be telling me I made it
I-I know I'm the shit
Me and ReTread pull up at your party sipping that Bacardi
Smoking too much, I feel like Bob Marley
On my feet, ima tattoo a smiley
G-Goddamn, that's the world we live in now
G-Getting way too high, yeah, that shit right now
Bitch I'm going up, ain't no coming down
And you know that I am crazy all about
Making music, damn, that shit goes crazy (crazy)
Me and ReTread, we gon' pull up in Mercedes (Mercedes)
And that bitch gon' love me
But I don't love her
And she wanna fuck
So ima fuck her, ay
Li-Li-Life's good, I can't even cap
You don't need to stress 'cause I got you a bag
I just got a hundred thousand so I'm glad
I'm good now, back then I was down bad
I can't believe I got fans
Losing my shit, that was part of the plan
Finna put that ice all onto my dad
These brand-new jeans so I gotta break into 'em
I-I got my eye out, I'm staying vigilant
Just swallowed a dictionary, so I feel like I'm the word
Everyone sound the same but I'm different
I look at this life, I'm like woahh
Woah
Woah
Woah
Yeah, yeah, yeahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahh

Written by:
Luba Juice, Re Tread

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