Life is good ft. Coldheartedsavage Lyrics

Traumatized, still got my fire

I done poured another eight and I'm fightin , all the pain inside

I ain't never had shit, I'm havin' now I'm livin' life

She don't even care if I go cheat, she say she always rides

She know I'ma make it right Rolls Royce umbrella, this shit for the rain

Coating in my cup, this shit for my pain I been gettin' money, now I can wait on a chain

I been losin' all my friends, I been tryna keep sane

I can give 'em all Addie's, they cant keep up

Model bitch like Chanel, keep a pretty bitch geeked up

We get all the bags around the way, niggas couldn't gas us

All them hatin' niggas, I done passed up Still be in the trenches, but I shine bright

Cool with blendin' in, I ain't never liked the limelight

I been gettin' racks, they can keep the comments and the likes

Fly hee in from L.A., she know I like them bad vibes

She only in for one night

Life been goin' good, grew up in a broken home, I been misunderstood

Pretty bitch ratchet , she said she grew up in the hood

Hustle like my uncle, I'ma make sure that we good

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, she said that she love me

I ain't got no feelings, baby, I'm here for the money

Famous in my hood, them young niggas, they be gunning

God can take my legs, they know I ain't never runnin

I'ma do whatever, I'm a savage for that money

If 12 get behind me only time you'll see me runnin

Trap Beatin so hard they at the door can't take no nap

Yeah, we stayed down, we put that four shit on the map

First we had the money power, now we got respect, yeah

Lost my dog to the streets, I put him on my neck, yeah

All this shit I been through, man, I swear I feel like karma

Gave my dog all that time screamin', fuck you honor

Hot boy shit for life, we gon' turn up for the summer

Sippin out the pint my words slow, you'll think I mumble

Been through it all just like a lion in the jungle

Beatin on my chest, this shit just like royal rumble

Life been goin' good

Grew up in a broken home, I been misunderstood

Pretty bitch ratchet , said she grew up in the hood

Hustle like my uncle, I'ma make sure that we good

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, she said that she love me

I ain't got no feelings, baby, I'm here for the money

Famous in my hood, them young niggas, they be gunning

God can take my legs, they know I ain't never runnin