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SHAWN CHRYSTOPHER FT. KRIS KASANOVA lyrics : "Good Life"

I always knew that I was different
But who the $#&@ isn't?
In the sea of models and talking rappers

I tread in my water lightly, 'cause none of these !@$@s affect my past.
You talking rap %#@!, we thought that we never went backwards,
Attempted to learn my lesson, but exit without a bachelor's degree.

A separation is plague, now I'm doubting myself, reality is mistaken
For the fantasy that I live up, that ain't work, so I switch up,
I swear to hope, to not give up before I'm winning, now get up.


Get up, Shawn, they need you. You may not be him but the millions, they believe you.
Tonight I'm drowning my weed in codeine, I hid, I mix with morphine,

If you're in a belly making it's something I wish I don't see.
Giving up is the easiest in the world,
But if I do demand I cannot tell my girl.


She wants to live like a social life,
Big house, to part the bands when she own the night.

Take a trip to South Beach and ride the motorbikes,
So she asked a night, why ain't we living a good life?
Yeah, she asked why we ain't living a good life by now.


And I ain't made a dime since last week. $#&@ it, nah, it's been three weeks.
The more time that passed, and the last we even speak,

I start to even think, God damn, I reached my peak.
They told me life's a game, so where I put my cheek
Feeling like shotgun staring at this faith road

And there's a fifty-fifty chance that I make it
I hope I make it.


She wants to live like a social life,
Big house, to part the bands when she own the night.
Take a trip to South Beach and ride the motorbikes,

So she asked a night, why ain't we living a good life?
Yeah, she asked why we ain't living a good life by now.


Just another day up in the studio, I'm getting hit like boy I know you're with the groupie hoes.
I'd be I'll and I'd be lying, you know the usual, they way she be reacting like she acting in a movie role.
Dramatic, psychopathic, trying to make classic something iller than illmatic

She be reaking headache, a second, now let me have it,
Instead of going forward, shawty, we're just moving backwards.
Now you deserve the finest things, the diamond rings,

I can treat you like a queen, instead, I'm a king.
Forever my lady and you know that,
Whether you're holding me down not holding me back.

Baby, I got it twisted, sure it isn't me,
Should I just leave so I can take you out your misery?


She wants to live like a social life,
Big house, to part the bands when she own the night.
Take a trip to South Beach and ride the motorbikes,

So she asked a night, why ain't we living a good life?
Yeah, she asked why we ain't living a good life by now.

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