Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume. It's the only thing that makes me feel as good as you do. I've got just one regret to live through. Pleased to please ya Haunting me forever from the start. It's never silent. And that one regret is

It's a good life Yeah we all have had those dreams Of the sun, and the sea and an island Where you switch off It's a good life for me Too much information People drowning in receipts Some days you wanna just chuck it all Try your luck and hit the streets

It's alright Don't forget your second wind You're only human Sooner or later you'll feel that momentum kick in You're having a hard time and lately you don't feel so good You're getting a bad reputation in your neighborhood Sometimes that's what it takes

I'm too tired to try Let's not be afraid of our reflections It's not only you you're looking at now Gave me directions but it's all the same, oh no Let's not get ahead of ourselves now There's no need for raid it's our own parade Ooh you're looking at

Yeah, I know it's a good life But I gotta keep moving Fall asleep in a comfort of nest The room is yellow and the windows are deadest white I smell the ghost of your dinner And the space heat is going like a miniature gate to hell I hear the dogs as I

To use me for good We ain't leaving this room So girl, leave your boots by the bed Till someone needs medical help Or the magnolias bloom It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood So cover me up and know you're enough Cover me up and

You like it, I love it Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love) Sneak me through the back window, I’m a good field nigga I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you

Too good to be good for me Too bad that that's all I need Scared my love So I take a sip, wait 'til it hits That liquid guilt is on my lips I'm wasted on you Spend my love

Oh my God, oh my God If I die, I'm a legend When I pull up on a nigga Tell that nigga, "Back, back" I'm too good with these words Watch a nigga backtrack It's too late for my city I'm the youngest nigga reppin' They can't live this long

I promise you there's times I'm not so sad Some days the good will even out the bad I know I'm married to my problems It's always in my head And I'm destined for greatness or death Destined for greatness or death I need another drug Sickness is in season