Lyrics provided by https://www.songarea.com/ ---Life Is Good (Remix)--- --Future-- [Part I] [Pre-Chorus: Future] Say she want to eat sushi, I gave her enough to go shoppin' Anything she want, she cashin' out without no problems How you gon' love a nigga that ain't got love for your mama? You can die today, it ain't gon' save me nothin' but drama (Super) [Chorus: Drake] Workin' on a weekend like usual Way off in the deep end like usual (Like usual) Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up [Verse: Future] Pluto Help me fight my demons off, know the usual I had put a chopper in her name and a Ruger She hang on the block where I hang like a shooter Throwed away a cougar, she didn't wanna leave Treat her like garbage, my heart was on my sleeve Should've chose better with your company at least Why should I have love for her if you can get it out the creep? Why should I have trust for you? You ain't get it out the creek Why should I have love for you? You ain't kneelin' to my feet Why should I be carin' when I know I can't be beat? See how the ice be glarin' when I come through and retrieve It's easy to know it's us if a body in the street Too turned up and the plug talk Swahili After I pay my taxes, I go Richard Mille In another tax bracket, you niggas beneath me Who causin' a racket in Jamaica on the weekend? Half a ticket on vacation, I ripped up the receipt And she call me daddy 'cause my money long like Stevie Stay down with my son, right or wrong, FBG shit (Freebandz) How you gon' be gang? You bang if you rich, what's in your bloodline? Come in with some Talibans, everythin' gettin' gunned down Halloween gang in this bitch, shit gettin' scary Three hundred thousand for the cheapest ring, cost a Bentley truck, I'm legendary, lil' bitch Hot, off the thermometer, lil' bitch Hotter than fish grease, lil' bitch My ring cost a big B as well as my wrist I'm gettin' money like this, can't tell problems exist I wake up fresh every day like I'm goin' to take a pic Hermes hit my main line 'cause they know I'm lit Stuffed a hundred-fifty racks in your purse, lil' bitch And when I wake up, go surf in your pussy, hit [Pre-Chorus: Future] Say she wanna eat sushi, I gave her enough to go shoppin' Switchin' up my bitch, I leveled up and went exotic How you gon' love a nigga that ain't buyin' a Birkin for your mama? You can die today, I swear I still won't break my promise (Pluto) [Chorus: Future] Make love on the weekend as usual Take drugs, goin' up, oh, that's usual Every time she come, big spender Every time I put my chains on, big spender [Interlude: Future] It's cool, man, got red bottoms on Life is good, you know what I mean? Like [Part II] [Chorus: Future] Yeah, hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemar-ed the bitch, woo Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since [Verse 1: DaBaby] I can't entertain all that flodgin' I ain't been the same since they crossed me You know how they do when you poppin' You know Baby can't do all that talkin' I got fools tryna sue up in Boston I got dudes tryna sue down in Florida I got hoes in L.A., got a new boo from Georgia A milli', saved up to give to my daughter Over one hundred K to Drew Findling, my lawyer (Let's go) Six digits on cases, we beat it like Tina (Mmh) Baby all on the TV, that's easy I mixed mid with the gas and I bought me a Bimmer (Yeah) Now I pull up in Ghosts, they ain't see me (Casper) I know she gon' fuck, I ain't askin' (Uh-huh) F&N like a prop, this shit plastic (Phew) Fuck around and get popped just for laughin' (Boom) Put that boy in a box, pick a casket I go take that ho to Dior, pick a shoe (Let's go) Kickin' shit with your whore, that's my boo You can go put hardwood on the floor with the hoop (Hoop) We like uppin' the score, we gon' shoot (Ball) I never pick up when she call me (Brr, brr) Help the bitch start a business, she bossin' (Uh-huh) Like to wake up to sex like it's coffee (Sex) Big baguettes on my neck, this shit cost me Cartier, Audemar, Audemar or the Rolex (Let's go) I been broke before, bet I won't go back When she walk through the door, take that iron, make her hold that (Hold that) They ain't seen me go out like a ho yet (Ho) You know these lil' niggas got ho ways Make 'em come air it out like the old days (Uh-huh) You a throwaway, baby, it's okay My boy off a pill, need an OJ (Yeah, bitch) [Chorus: Future & Lil Baby] Hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemar-ed the bitch, woo Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since (Woah) [Verse 2: Lil Baby] Spent thirty racks on a rap bitch, could've went and bought a brick, woah Quarter million worth of chains, ask Icebox, everybody lit, woah It ain't no coppin' deuces, nigga, that's your man, everybody get it, woah Made a few mil', made a few hits, fuckin' everybody bitch Got somethin' to lose so I stay with a shooter Got game from a G.O.A.T., I know how to maneuver She kinda cute, really somethin' to do I got somethin' to do, so I gave her to Pluto, huh Hundred thousand for a body, go inside the house and everybody get it, huh Got a plug on exotic, overnight 'em, floodin' everybody's city Extra three-fifty, might buy me a Richie This shit gettin' ridiculous, sip syrup wrong, get sick Spot in Toronto, just show me the real ones Give me a few months, I'll be servin' the 6, woah Rolls truck, four bucks, all white guts, call it good luck, woah Neck lit, wrist lit, look, don't touch, reach, you get busted Hop out a Phantom, they think it's Houdini Seven-fifty one day, I bought two Lamborghinis Hundred racks spent on a four carat diamond I didn't propose, but I bought her a ring They had my bro, had to let that boy go He had stick to the code, he ain't tell 'em a thing, uh Ballin' like we won a championship, yeah Everybody get a ring, huh [Chorus: Future] Yeah, hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemar-ed the bitch, woo Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo [Outro: Future] Hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch Hundred thousand on the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, yeah Hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, huh Hundred thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch