(B.o.B)
I woke up with my feet up
Sit up, outfit thirty thousand feed a
But you know, and you know how I leaker
Get my hommie yo, tell me how's the future yo
I remember back when I was living in the freezer
Had to keep my hustle up, so I can keep the heat up
Now I got my cheese up, schoolars used to smile when
they see us
How you like me now, I'm living better when I'm real

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

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

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 there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about

When you're happy like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You gotta take it in

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)
Yo,
This, right here is the definition of timeless
This is incredible-le-es timeless
I couldn't tell you what was behind me
Couldn't even say where my mind is
Brand hustle king, reffer to me as your highness
My family tree have probably have you feel enlighted
United, they say the best is yet to come
But I swears I wait here, in soak with your allies

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
Good, good life
Good life

Uhh
Good life

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 there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about