The Good Life

[Hook - Kanye West (T-Pain]
Like we always do at this time
I go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw your hands up in the sky)
I g-go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw your hands up in the sky)

The Good Life

A life that everyone strives for

But few know what the actual life implores

Meaning everyone wants the good life but don't know what type of life is good

For there are many who are happy with only fifteen cents in their jeans

While other have millions and still can't grasp the definition of what happiness means

I bet as Kanye looks back on all the whining and crying he did when he felt

the Grammys and MTV didn't give him his due credit

He would trade it all in

For Just another second

To be with his mom again

Yeah the good life

(I'm on MTV momma Imma put it down) he says with glee

And everytime I heard those words I felt happy

For the joy of knowing that he was happy because his mom was happy

No extras, no money, no cars can replace

the smile that only his mom can put on his face

I mean why do we fight so hard to not appreciate the scars it took to get here

Yet we concentrate on where we still have not been

Not allowing time to appreciate the space we're currently in

For I recall one day sitting at a stop light with tears running down my face

My son in the back seat just looking at me

Wondering what in the world was wrong with his mommy

And as much as I tried to hide

I had finally let the world overwhelm me

Stressing about this bill, wondering how I was gonna live

Without paying my next car note or house note still

When a knock on window disturbed my misery

It was a homeless man selling those homeless paper on the street

And as I reached to give him a quarter he had nerve to tell me

May God Bless You Mama, it will be okay

And instead of thanks I got angry

How could you tell me it's gonna be okay

When you don't even have a place to stay

But instead of speaking I just looked as he grinned at me with his toothless smile

And a light bulb went on and I realized he was the one that was living the good life

(Imma be on MTV momma Imma put it down)


And I'll just bet TI could not appreciate that the street cred

He so desperately wanted to keep

Was worth nothing when now he can only step on streets

To look upat the judge in his court seat

as his song rotates on the radio

He rotates in circles in his house but can't even go

Out and appreciate

The millions that are listening

For his millions could have paid for a bodyguard if it was that deep

But he needed to be strapped for his boys could respect T

But I see his boys just snitched and ditched

And he can't even visit his love ones

And I guess the title of his album should have given us a clue

As he battled the TI he was becoming and the TI his boys from around the way was used to

But in the end TI was the only one to lose

I go for mine, I got to shine, Throw your hands up in the air

Homie, tell me what's good

No seriously tell me

what is GOOD???


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