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letra de good life - eastside jody

[intro]
cook that sh-t up quay

[chorus: lil baby]
f-ck the feds, i took a chance and went and got it right
thousand pounds overnight on a private flight
toasted up with all my bros, this the good life
toasted up with all my bros, this the good life
you don’t know ’bout the shootouts that we had
i was goin’ in my bag
d-mn near f-cked up my sack, fell off then i bounced back
now we paid now, getting money, now we paid now

[verse 1: eastside jody]
took a loss and i made it back
took some powder and i made it crack
in the pot, the dope made it back
driving here, she just made it back
remember back when i ain’t have a sack
remember back, i couldn’t get a pack
i’m on now, i front my n-ggas packs
the feds won’t get up off my back
f-ck ’em, i’ma get up off this pack
my b-tch love me, she got the biggest rollie
i took a loss, she tried to sell her rollie
good life, n-gga rich life
plug life, n-gga drug life
i always got the best drug price
this week i paid the plug twice
we ain’t running out, we ain’t stuntin’ drought
the work in so we coming out
if the money calling i’ma be en route
don’t trust them n-ggas, i been having doubts (f-ck ’em)
don’t trust them n-ggas, i been having doubts
my n-gga down, i’ma help him out
f-ck them n-ggas, we can shoot it out

[verse 2: t.i.]
listen, i done came such a long way
from selling crack in the hallway
cut school, used to trap all day
we ain’t turning back ’til we all paid
you deserve j’s and a volvo
had work, same color carbo
bust a nine down, we be riding ’round
went from tom boulevard to far road
remember ice and money on campbellton
we met too $hort when we was gambling
it’s what’s in me n-gga, not what’s on me
anything i ever had i can get again, sh-t
been a real one since i was real young, huh
since a pre-teen wanted one thing
get a deal done for some millions
it be plenty weather, no north faces
a juvenile fighting court cases
now i walk around so much money on me, like i won at the horse race
get the pavés in the big p, plain jane on the wristpiece
in solitaire, flyin’ private everywhere
think it came easy, b-tch please

[verse 3: lil baby]
i called eastside jody, asked him what’s the word
he told me he working, got a couple verse
all my words slurred, i be on syrup
put the city on my back, ain’t have on no shirt
i took a chance with all i had, put it in a box
fast forward six months, now i run a block
i used to stay with the j’s eatin’ cold food
now i can fall asleep in a wraith if i chose to
all them n-ggas nuts, i call them a loose screw
better keep your strap, you slippin’, they gon’ do you
i refuse to be a victim, i can’t make the news
i can’t go back to no prison, i got sh-t to lose, i got sh-t to lose

- eastside jody

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