Toast To The Good Life

It's a celebration I didn't made it past 21 feeling like a top gun

I'm still standing above the ground, you know it's going down

My family good, my people stroot, just shob is a motherfucker obligate

Make a toast to the good life, make a toast to the good life.

Man, I swear I be like the robot,

Programmed to get money and stop only when I run out

Models on the table in case a nigga get thirsty

Models by the table feel like five years Thursday

I'm a fly nigga, I know what you like, women

I'm on my Louis Vuiton burgen, it's quite leaning

They say my snigger here in his thirty till the life's finished

I tell them big 'cause I'm a classic, I like tennis

Jordon, burdon, juby, you can say the rest

Burn down the novelity minus the big in that

No swine as the alcohol in grand that

Looking for that clean pussy that no other man has

I come to sort the game up, I'm tearing it

Forget the man with the suit, you're about to learn it

I'm on my green like a God force and I'm celebrating, let's start it off with a shot toast.

It's a celebration I didn't made it past 21 feeling like a top gun

I'm still standing above the ground, you know it's going down

My family good, my people stroot, just shob is a motherfucker obligate

Make a toast to the good life, make a toast to the good life.

All I do is wash money in my main time

Is better say I got a new at least I lay swag

Feeling good, my people just got released home

I need to rap when I'm telling about this threesome

Just money, black cards chris honeys

Make everybody gather alone but you risk none

Prick runners, that's what I came up around

But ask a nigga some, nigga tear your wheel for the run

Big stonner, cardiac clean the leans

I spend the summer in a Hummer when I'm in the bends

Still rolling, even after the wheel stops

Fuck jill and drop it down at the hill top.

I be shaping the sex, I'm in the lean up

Small in the stomach and I ain't even did a sit up

Nino, I'll be doing me in this golf curse

And I celebrate, let's start it up with a shot toast.

It's a celebration I didn't made it past 21 feeling like a top gun

I'm still standing above the ground, you know it's going down

My family good, my people stroot, just shob is a motherfucker obligate

Make a toast to the good life, make a toast to the good life. (bis)

And it feels so good, God damn it, it feels so good, man

I'm out to rearrange my motherfucker shit, man