[b.o.b. - verse 1]
i woke up with my feet up
sit up, outfit 30 thousand feed’a
but you know, you know how i leaker
my homie ya, tell me how’s the future
i remeber back, when i was living in a freezer
keep my hustle up, so i can keep the heat up
now, i’ve got my cheese up
school is … they see us
how you like me now ? i’ll meet you when i’m real!
[one republic:]
woke up in london yesterday
found myself in the city near piccadilly
don’t really know how i got here
i got some pictures on my phone
new names and numbers that i don’t know
address to places like abbey road
day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
we’re young enough to say.
[chorus]
oh, this has gotta be the good life
this has gotta be the good life
this could really be a good life, good life!
say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight
like this city is on fire tonight
this could really be a good life
a good, good life!
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[one republic - verse 2]
to my friends in new york, i say hello
my friends in l.a., they don’t know
where i’ve been for the past few years or so
paris to china to col-or-ado
sometimes there’s airplanes i can’t jump out
sometimes it’s bullshit that don’t work now
we are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
what there’s to complain about.
when you’re happy like a fool
let it take you over
when everything is out
you gotta take it in
[chorus]
oh, this has gotta be the good life
this has gotta be the good life
this could really be a good life, good life!
say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight
like this city is on fire tonight
this could really be a good life!
a good, good life
[b.o.b. - verse 3]
yeah
this, right here is teh definition of timeless
this is incredible-le-es timeless
i could tell you what is behind me
huh, couldn’t say where my mind is?!
brand hustle things, revearing me as your highness
my family treat you …
they say the best you ain’t yet come
… soak up your eyes.
[chorus]
oh, this has gotta be the good life
this has gotta be the good life
this could really be a good life, good life!
say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight
like this city is on fire tonight
this could really be a good life
a good, good life!
oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, good, good, life.
good, good, life, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
[one republic - verse 4]
listen, to my friends in new york, i say hello
my friends in l.a. they don’t know
where i’ve been for the past few years or so
paris to china to col-or-ado
sometimes there’s airplanes i can’ t jump out
sometimes it’s bullshit that don’t work now
we are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
what there’s to complain about.
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