Future – Life Is Good (Remix) [Lyrics] Ft. Drake, DaBaby, Lil Baby

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LIFE IS GOOD (REMIX) LYRICS

[Intro: 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 from drama (Super)

[Chorus 1: Drake]
Workin’ on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin’ too much
Haven’t done my taxes, I’m too turnt up

[Verse 1: Future]
Pluto
Help me fight my demons off know the usual
I had put a child, spent her name in 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
Shoulda chose better with your company at least
Why should I have love for her if She can get it out the creak
Why should I have trust for you ain’t get it out the creak
Why should I have love for you if you ain’t kneeling 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 its us if a body in the streets
Too turned up and the plug talk Swahili
After I pay my taxes, I go Richard Millie
In the tax bracket, you niggas beneath me
Who causin’ a racket in Jamaica on the weekend?
Cop a ticket on vacation, I ripped up the receipt
And she call me daddy ’cause my money long like Stevie
Take down with my son, right or wrong, FBG shit (Freebandz)
How you gon’ be gang but be richer than 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
High off of the thermometer , ‘lil bitch
Had a ‘lil fish streak, ‘lil bitch
My ring cost a big PS but as well as my wrist
I’m gettin’ money like this, can’t tell problems exist
I wake up fresh everyday like I’m goin’ to take a pick
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 licks
Say she wanna eat sushi, I gave her enough to go shoppin’
This bitch not my bitch, I love it all when they 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 2: Future]
Make love on a weekend as usual
Takin’ drugs, goin’ up high, oh, that’s usual
Every time she come, bitch
Every time I put my chains on, bitch

[Interlude: Future]
It’s cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like-

[Part II]

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, hunnid 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 Audemars-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

[Verse 1: DaBaby]
I can’t even tell all the flaws
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 milly, saved up to give to my daughter
Over one hundred k, the true feelin’, my lawyer (Let’s go)
Six digits on cases, we beat it like Tina (Hmm)
Baby all on the T.V., that’s easy
I mix mill with the gas and I bought me a beamer (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.N like a proper, she plastic (Phew)
Fuck around and get popped just for laughin’ (Boom)
Put that boy in a box, pick a casket
I got 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 (Who?)
We locked up in the school, we gon’ shoot (Ballin’)
I never pick up when she call me (Brr, brr)
I help the bitch start a business, now she bossin’ (Uh-huh)
I like to wake up to sex like it’s coffee (Sex)
Big baguettes on my neck, then she coughin’
Cartier, Audemar, Audema

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