This is a song about "A good life"

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Didn't have a good life, cus' her parents were mean

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Good deeds count for nothing and there's more to life than fucking,

Life would be so good id escape from this fucking crap

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Jesus saved u on the cross he was risen just to make your life tastes good like a raisin

Pay dues like a hair salon

When life is too good to carry on

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill