Lecrae - The Good Life Lyrics
(feat. J. Paul)We can live itWe can live itWe can live it, that good lifeYeah, so we can live itYeah, that good lifeThat good lifeNow, we can live itYeah, we can live itYeah, good lifeWhat he need God for? He got money to the HeavensNever pulled a 187, but he preach it like a reverendNever satisfied with secondExcept for second home, second car, second woman his own, second bottle from the barGood life, even though he got it, he don't get it'Cause he livin' for the moment, but this moment has an endin'Matter fact it's been a minute, all he see is pretty womenBig lights big names, in a minute that'll change... BANG!Caught up in an all-consuming flameAll alone, still rejecting Jesus' NameEven if he could change he would never do itGrandma told him 'bout the living water, he prefer the sewageHe don't know why he do it, desired just enslave himAddicted to himself, do whatever just to praise himGive himself the money, pleasure and treasure that'll rustWhen he traded his eternity for 20 years of lustWhere the bottle go pop, models go shopEveryone knows who you areBut then the lights turn on, curtains fall offYou see it all was falseBut that's the good lifeLights, camera, actionWhere is the satisfaction?Good life...Black diamonds and goldLivin' highest when you live on the lowI take the narrow route, that speedway's a monstaIt's all good, I go to sleep without a guilty conscienceFor that they call me conscious, but I'm very consciousOf what I'm missin', I ain't trippin' on the girls in VIPFrontin' for each otehrThey actin' like they somethin' that they not, they undercoverTryin' to get under covers, but one day they'll discoverThey gave parts of theyself away that they'll never recoverA part time lover took a fulltime payGod please show her mercy, her affliction's here to stayShe just found out she pregnant and the child has been infected (my Lord)What's worse thah that, she'll never meet the guy that she rejecetedThe one that can protect her, comfort her to the graveAnd resurrect her body to live with Jesus who savesCan't say that God ain't love her, she wanted to be a slaveThis is a crew master leavin' 'em full of painWhere the bottle go pop, models go shopEveryone knows who you areBut then the lights turn on, curtains fall offYou see it all was falseBut that's the good lifeLights, camera, actionWhere is the satisfaction?Good life...Black diamonds and goldLivin' highest when you live on the low50 years from now, he may be full of gray hair, beard longAnd even closer to a home that he's never knownRight now his home facin' 25-to lifeSittin' in the county jail, court appointed lawyer likeIf this case is Tina Turner, homie, I am not likeGot his momma cryin' daily but she prayin' every nightOnly 20 but there's plenty that he's payin' with his rightsThought he got a life sentence but he really got lifeHe done read that bible twiceBeen in plenty fights, sleepless nightsBut when he trusted Christ you could see that change overnightKnew he'd die in prison but was livin' for another lifeEverytime his lights out he closer to the other sidePartners on the outside think he found religion as aCoping mechanism when he say the Lord's risenNow he lay awake in prison prayin' for his homies in the streets'Cause truth is, he's free-er than they gon' ever beWhere the bottle go pop, models go shopEveryone knows who you areBut then the lights turn on, curtains fall offYou see it all was falseBut that's the good lifeLights, camera, actionWhere is the satisfaction?Good life...Black diamonds and goldLivin' highest when you live on the lowWe can live it, that good lifeYeah, so we can live itYeah, that good lifeThat good lifeNow, we can live itYeah, we can live itYeah, we can live itYeah, good life
