Like we always do at this timenI go for mine, I got to shinenNow throw your hands up in the skynI g-go for mine, I got to shinenNow throw your hands up in the skynnI'ma get on this TV mama, I'manI'ma put shit downnHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heynHey, I'm goodnnWelcome to the good lifenWhere niggaz that sell DnWon't even get pulled over in they new VnThe good life, let's go on a livin' spreenShit they say the best things in life are freenThe good life, it feel like AtlantanIt feel like L.A., it feel like MiaminIt feel like N.Y., summertime Chi, ahhhhhn(Now throw your hands up in the sky)nSo I roll through goodnY'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, FerrarinAnd she got the goodsnAnd she got that ass, I got to look, sorrynYo it's got to be cause I'm seasonednHaters give me them salty looks, Lowry'sn50 told me go 'head switch the style upnAnd if they hate then let 'em hatenAnd watch the money pile up, the good lifennNow I, I go for mine, I got to shinenNow throw your hands up in the skynNow I, I go for mine, I got to shinenNow throw your hands up in the skynnI'ma get on this TV mama, I'manI'ma put shit downnHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heynHey, I'm goodnnWelcome to the good lifenWhere we like the girls who ain't on TVnCause they got more ass than the modelsnThe good life, so keep it comin' with the bottlesnTill she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo nThe good life, it feel like HoustonnIt feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.nIt feel like VA, or the Bay, or YenAyyyyyyy, this is the good lifennHomie, tell me what's goodnWhy I only got a problem when you in the hoodnLike I'm new in the hood, the only thing I wish?n(I wish a nigga would)nHe probably think he could, but, butnI don't think he shouldn50 told me go 'head switch the style upnAnd if they hate then let 'em hatenAnd watch the money pile up, the good lifennNow I, I go for mine, I got to shinenNow throw your hands up in the skynNow I, I go for mine, I got to shinenNow throw your hands up in the skynnI'ma get on this TV mama, I'manI'ma put shit downnHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heynHey, I'm goodnnHave you ever popped champagne on a planenWhile gettin' some brainnWhipped it out, she said I never seen snakes on a planenWhether you broke or rich you gotta get biznHavin' money's not everything, not havin' it isnI was splurgin' on trizznBut when I get my card back activatednI'm back to Vegas causenI always had a passion for flashin' before I had itnI close my eyes and imagine, the good lifennIs the good life better than the life I livenWhen I thought that I was gonna go crazynAnd now my grandmama ain't the only girl calling me babynAnd if you feelin' me now then put your hands up in the skynAnd let me hear you say hey, hey, hey, ooohnI'm good