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A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

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	Em7
Like we always do at this	time

	F#m7	Gmaj7
	I go for	mine, I got to shine

	A
Now throw your hands	up in the sky

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
	I g-	go for	mine, I got to shine

	A
Now throw your hands	up in the sky

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
	I'ma	get on this	TV mama, I'ma

	A
I'ma put shit	down

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7	F#m7
	Hey,		hey, hey, hey,	hey, hey

Hey, I'm good

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
Welcome to the	good	life

Where nigga's that sell D' A

Won't even get pulled over in they new V'

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
The	good	life,	let's go on a living' spree

	A
Shit they say the best things in	life are free

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
The	good	life,	it feel like Atlanta

	A
It feel like L.A., it	feel like Miami

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7	F#m7
It	feel	like	N.Y., summertime Chi,	ahh

(Now throw your hands up in the sky)

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
So I	roll	through	good

	A	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
Y'all pop the trunk, I p	op the hood, Ferra	ri

And she got the goods

	A
And she got that ass, I got to	look, sorry

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
	Yo i	t's g	ot to be cause I'm seasoned

	A	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
Haters give me them	salty looks, Law	ry's

50 told me go 'head switch the style up

	F#m7
And if they hate then let 'em	hate

And watch the money pile up, the good life

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
Now	I,	I go for	mine, I got to shine

	A
Now throw your hands	up in the sky

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
Now	I,	I go for	mine, I got to shine

	A
Now throw your hands	up in the sky

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
	I'ma	get on this	TV mama, I'ma

	A
I'ma put shit d	own

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7	F#m7
	Hey,		hey, hey, hey,	hey, hey

Hey, I'm good

(And so on with the same chord progression)

Verse 2:

Welcome to the good life

Where we like the girls who ain't on TV

Cause they got more (Ass than the models)

The good life, so keep it coming' with the bottles

Till she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo

The good life, it feel like Houston

It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.

It feel like VA, or the Bay, or Ye

Ayy, this is the good life

Homie, tell me what's good

Why I only got a problem when you in the hood

Like I'm new in the hood, the only thing I wish?

(I wish a nigga would)

He probably think he could, but, but

I don't think he should

50 told me go 'head switch the style up

And if they hate then let 'em hate

And watch the money pile up, the good life

Hook:

Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine

Now throw your hands up in the sky

Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine

Now throw your hands up in the sky

I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma

I'ma put shit down

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, I'm good

Verse 3:

Have you ever popped champagne on a plane

While getting' some brain

Whipped it out, she said "I never seen snakes on a plane"

Whether you broke or rich you gotta get biz

Having' money's the everything that having' it is

I was splurging' on trizz

But when I get my card back activated

I'm back to Vegas cause

I always had a passion for flashin' before I had it

I closed my eyes and imagined, the good life

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7
Is the	good	life	better than the life I lived

	A	Em7	F#m7
When I thought that I was gonna go	crazy

	Gmaj7	A	Em7	F#m7
	And now my grandmamma ain't the only girl calling me	baby

	Gmaj7	A
	And if you feeling' me now then put your hands up in the	sky

	Em7	F#m7	Gmaj7	F#m7
And let me hear you say	hey,		hey, hey,	ooh

I'm good

Chords used:

	E	A	D	G	B	E
Em7	x	7	9	7	8	7

F#m7 x 9 11 9 10 9

Gmaj7 x 10 12 11 12 10

A

5

7

7

6

5

5

//Enjoy!