Good Life
2Pac; Outlawz Lyrics


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I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
Fiendin' for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
Picture a nigga on the verge of livin' insane
I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
Now tell if I'm wrong
But sayin' "Fuck the world" got you deeper in my songs
Drinkin' 'til I earl, spendin' money 'til it's gone
It's the good life, maybe niggas got it goin' on
Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
Bad Boy niggas eat a dick a day, bumpin' this
Lord have mercy it's a slaughter
So wicked that my tracks is wettin' niggas like it's water
I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life

This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust them hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die

No one knows what the, future holds, but you
Haha, listen close
They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind
Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
My after time is narrow, peepin' down the barrel of a foe
Just a nigga or a killer I don't know so
Who makes the call will I fall a victim like the rest?
Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I'm gone
Send me home all alone in these cold streets
In desperation constantly drinkin' and I can't sleep
Neck deep strugglin' tryin' to survive
Some want to die I want to stay alive, eyes on the prize
Let me modify this whole region
I declare this sucker duckin' season, give me the reason
Why I should change, into a softie
? after living so loftily
It cost me my soul out of control in a devil's world
Me, my niggas, and my girl, livin' the good life!

This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust them hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die

I spend my days and nights not knowin' if, strays in flight
Gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
Last night we off the hook, doin' way too much
But it's the fast lane only, big dealin' big ceiling
All for the money, some kill some squeal
All for the money, most ain't even real
But we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that?
Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come up and gain
Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin'
Better start to get to runnin' 'fore my click get to gunnin'
Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
I'm still tryin' to get a hold of the game, livin' that good life

This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust them hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die

This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust them hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes




Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Good Life" by 2Pac; Outlawz speak to the life of a gangster who lives on the edge and is willing to do whatever it takes to get by. The singer describes how he was once "money-oriented" and initiated as a thug, always looking for "wicked adventures" and "ambitious" as he was. He sold his soul for a chance to "kick it and bang," and he knows that saying "Fuck the world" has only made him deeper into his songs. He drinks until he vomits, spends money until it's gone, and lives the good life - even if it ultimately leads to his demise. The chorus echoes this idea that thug niggas don't die - if you're living the good life, you're guaranteed to rise.


However, the singer acknowledges that this lifestyle is not sustainable, as he feels his "foresight [is] blind" and he's always "peeping down the barrel of a foe." He's not sure if he's just a regular nigga or a true killer, but either way, he knows that he's living in a "devil's world" and that it's cost him his soul. He struggles to survive, but he has his eyes on the prize and wants to "modify this whole region." He knows that he's living in a world of "fake love" and "fake thugs," where his so-called homies are plotting and falling. Through it all, he's still trying to get a hold of the game and live the good life.


Line by Line Meaning

I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
I was fixated on making a lot of money and was drawn into a life of crime.


Fiendin' for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
I was always looking for trouble and seeking to achieve greatness through my criminal deeds.


Picture a nigga on the verge of livin' insane
Imagine someone who is about to completely lose their mind.


I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
I sacrificed my moral values for an opportunity to live a life of crime and violence.


Now tell me if I'm wrong
Please correct me if I'm mistaken.


But saying 'fuck the world' got you deeper in my songs
Expressing my disdain for society in my music only made it more popular and resonated with listeners.


Drinkin' 'til I earl, spendin' money 'til it's gone
I would drink excessively and spend my money wastefully until I had nothing left.


It's the good life, maybe niggas got it goin' on
This is the life we've chosen and maybe it seems good to some people.


Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
If I were reincarnated, I wouldn't have to sell drugs to make money.


Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
We were so addicted to the criminal lifestyle that we carried weapons for protection.


Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
I ask for forgiveness for my evil actions, and don't have any respect for women.


Bad Boy niggas eat a dick a day, bumpin' this
People affiliated with the Bad Boy label can go to hell, and this song is what we listen to.


Lord have mercy it's a slaughter
God have mercy, this is a massacre.


So wicked that my tracks is wettin' niggas like it's water
My music is so evil that it's like water causing people to wet themselves.


I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
I learned from my experiences as a criminal, especially in violent altercations in the streets.


But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life
But now I'm successful and living the high life.


This is the good life, fuck my foes
This is the life I want, and I don't care about my enemies.


God bless the dumb niggas that, trust them hoes
Yes, let's pray for all the foolish men who trust unfaithful women.


Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
We found a way to make a lot of money and it's only going to increase.


And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
We can live this lifestyle forever, because even though we may die physically, our legend will continue to live on.


No one knows what the future holds, but you
No one knows what the future holds except for yourself.


Haha, listen close
Pay attention, this is important.


They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind
Some say that if you truly introspect, your mind will become more clear.


Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
Living in the streets every day makes it hard to plan for the future.


My after time is narrow, peepin' down the barrel of a foe
I don't expect to live for very long, and I'm constantly on my guard for danger.


Just a nigga or a killer I don't know so
I don't know if I'm just a regular person or if I've become someone capable of killing.


Who makes the call will I fall a victim like the rest?
Will I be taken out by someone else, like so many before me?


Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I'm gone
Shot in the chest and head to guarantee that I'm dead.


Send me home all alone in these cold streets
I'll be left to die alone in these unforgiving streets.


In desperation constantly drinkin' and I can't sleep
I drink alcohol to cope with my circumstances and it affects my ability to sleep.


Neck deep strugglin' tryin' to survive
I'm in a constant struggle to keep my head above water and stay alive.


Some want to die I want to stay alive, eyes on the prize
Some people want to give up, but I want to stay alive and achieve my goals.


Let me modify this whole region
Let me change my life and the lives of those around me.


I declare this sucker duckin' season, give me the reason
I'm announcing that it's time to get serious and take action, give me a reason to hold back.


Why I should change, into a softie
Why should I change and become weak and powerless?


After living so loftily
After living such a comfortable and successful life.


It cost me my soul out of control in a devil's world
Living this lifestyle has caused me to lose my morality and become uncontrollable in a sinful world.


Me, my niggas, and my girl, livin' the good life!
Me, my friends, and my girlfriend are living this life to the fullest.


I spend my days and nights not knowin' if strays in flight
I'm constantly worried that I might be shot and killed in the streets.


Gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
Someone will eventually catch up with me, but while I'm alive, I'm enjoying this fast life.


Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
As soon as I wake up, I'm already mentally unstable.


Last night we off the hook, doin' way too much
Last night we were out of control, doing too many drugs and engaging in reckless behavior.


But it's the fast lane only, big dealin' big ceiling
But we only know how to live life in the fast lane, making big deals and aiming for success.


All for the money, some kill some squeal
We're in this game for the money, and some of us will even resort to murder or snitching to get it.


All for the money, most ain't even real
People are willing to do anything for money, even those who aren't true to themselves.


But we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that?
But we still refer to these people as our friends, even though we know they're not loyal.


Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
There's a lot of false love and fake tough guys involved in this lifestyle.


I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come up and gain
I observe others making plans and failing while we continue to rise and succeed.


Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin'
When you hear us coming, know that we'll never give up or back down.


Better start to get to runnin' 'fore my click get to gunnin'
You better start running before my crew gets to shooting.


Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
Despite all the hardships, I'm still persevering.


I'm still tryin' to get a hold of the game, livin' that good life
I'm still figuring out how to be successful in this lifestyle while enjoying the luxurious parts of it.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MALCOLM R GREENIDGE, TYRUSS HIMES, MICHAEL MOSLEY, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, RICARDO THOMAS

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