Good Life

Good life, what
Work today and all night
Good life before real good life
Try to get it right
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
All the words of fruit basket told the story of the road
Oh, whatever, real good life
Work today and all night, tonight
Good life before real good life
Trying to get it right, right, right
As morning and night, I drink champagne to burn the money
That's my game all over the city, my fine lady
She's got the trust card, go on the road, they knew my name
The girl is full of roses and shame
Give them a number to call me in my car
That's a good life
But as far as
I have complained, what am
I complaining about
I'm alone every day
Make my job
We are from the root
Just always many for a day
I take my spirit
Good life
I had a cash, baby
I need a cash, baby
I need a cash, baby
I need a cash, baby
I need a cash, baby
Hey, I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I hate it