Good Life
2Pac feat. Big Syke & E.D.I. 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 hurl, 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 (yeah)
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 the hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
See, 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, for you
Haha, listen closely
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 wanna die I wanna 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 livin' 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

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 (uh-uh)
We live the good life, fuck my foes (fuck 'em)
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 ceilin'
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'
Bitch nigga 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

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, uh
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, uh
This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb bitches that, trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't, uh
This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb bitches 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 2Pac's "Good Life" are about the consequences of leading a thug life. He confesses to selling his soul, indulging in drugs and alcohol, and carrying weapons but still living well. In his lyrics, he says that he is initiated as a thug and selling drugs is his way to enjoy life. He is aware of other ways to enjoy life, but it is difficult for him to switch to another lifestyle. Through the lyrics, he presents this as a dilemma between his current life and a life he dreams of; he cannot afford everything he wants, yet he cannot stop living the good life.


The song also has reflections about the future and the stress and uncertainty that characterize life. He mentions that everyone is unsure about the future, but he believes that if he sets a goal, he can modify his life's path. He wants to hold onto his thug life but control it rather than have the life control him. The lyrics are a reflection of Tupac's life, which was not that different from many young men living in urban poverty.


Line by Line Meaning

I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
I was overly focused on making money and being tough from the start


Fiendin' for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
I craved dangerous and exciting experiences, and was very driven in life


Picture a nigga on the verge of livin' insane
Imagine someone who is about to go crazy with their lifestyle and actions


I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
I gave up my morals and values to have a good time and be involved in violence


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


But sayin' 'Fuck the world' got you deeper in my songs
Swearing and speaking negatively about the world is what made my music resonate with people


Drinkin' 'til I earl, spendin' money 'til it's gone
I drank excessively and spent money without any regard for my future


It's the good life, maybe niggas got it goin' on
This is what we consider the good life, maybe other people see it that way too


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


Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
We were addicted to the lifestyle and violence, so we carried weapons for protection


Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
I'm asking for forgiveness for my immoral actions, and showing disdain for women


Bad Boy niggas eat a dick a day, bumpin' this
My rival gang, Bad Boy Entertainment, can listen to my music and get insulted for all I care


Lord have mercy it's a slaughter
This situation is very violent and grim


So wicked that my tracks is wettin' niggas like it's water
My music is so hardcore and violent that it's affecting people like rain pours onto them


I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
I gained valuable experience and knowledge from being involved in violent fights in the hood


But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life
Now I'm successful and enjoying a good life as a rich and famous person


This is the good life, fuck my foes
Living like this is what I consider to be the good life, and I don't care about my enemies


God bless the dumb niggas that, trust the hoes
I don't have respect for men who trust women too easily and get taken advantage of


Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
We found a way to make money that would only keep increasing


And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die
We can continue to enjoy the good life because thug life is eternal


See, we live the good life, fuck my foes
I want my enemies to know that I'm still living a good life despite their efforts to stop me


No one knows what the future holds, for you
Nobody can predict what will happen to you in the future


Haha, listen closely
Pay attention to what I'm about to say


They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind
People say that you'll find wisdom by looking within yourself


Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
My focus on the present moment and survival is causing me to not think about the future


My after time is narrow, peepin' down the barrel of a foe
I don't have much time left and I see my death approaching from my enemies


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'm capable of killing someone


Who makes the call will I fall a victim like the rest?
I don't know who will determine if I live or die like so many others


Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I'm gone
I will be shot in the chest and then killed with a bullet to the head to ensure that I'm dead


Send me home all alone in these cold streets
I'll be sent to the afterlife alone in a cold and dark place


In desperation constantly drinkin' and I can't sleep
I'm so desperate and stressed that I drink excessively and can't even sleep


Neck deep strugglin' tryin' to survive
I'm struggling greatly to just stay alive


Some wanna die I wanna stay alive, eyes on the prize
Some people want to die, but I want to keep living and focus on my goals


Let me modify this whole region
I want to change this entire area of society and how things are done


I declare this sucker duckin' season, give me the reason
I'm announcing that it's time for people to stop avoiding problems and give me a reason to act


Why I should change, into a softie
Why should I change and become less tough and aggressive?


After livin' so loftily
After experiencing such a luxurious lifestyle


It cost me my soul out of control in a devil's world
This lifestyle has caused me to lose my morality and feel like I'm living in hell


Me, my niggas, and my girl, livin' the good life!
I'm living the good life with my friends and girlfriend


Uh ha, We live the good life, fuck my foes
I'm still living the good life despite my enemies trying to stop me


I spend my days and nights not knowin' if, strays in flight
I'm constantly worried about being shot and killed by a stray bullet


Gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
Eventually someone will catch and kill me, but until then I'm still living the good life


Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
I'm already in a state of extreme behavior as soon as I wake up


Last night we off the hook, doin' way too much
Last night we were doing too many drugs and getting into trouble


But it's the fast lane only, big dealin' big ceilin'
We're living life in the fast lane, dealing drugs and making a lot of money


All for the money, some kill some squeal
People will do anything for money, including murder or informing on others


All for the money, most ain't even real
Many people who claim to be real and gangster are just faking it for the sake of money


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


Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
False emotions and fake people are an inherent part of this lifestyle


I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come up and gain
I'm observing my enemies plotting against me and failing, while I continue to succeed


Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin'
You should always expect us to fight and never surrender when you hear us


Bitch nigga get to runnin' 'fore my click get to gunnin'
You better run away fast before my gang starts shooting at you


Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
Despite all the chaos and suffering, we're still living this lifestyle


We still tryin' to get a hold of the game
We're still trying to master this lifestyle and succeed in it


And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't die, uhh
We can continue to live the good life because thugs are eternal and don't die


And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don't, uhh
We're still living that good lifestyle because thugs never truly die


God bless the dumb bitches that, trust these hoes
I'm wishing good luck to the naive women who trust unreliable men




Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Malcolm R Greenidge, Tyruss Himes, Michael Mosley, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Ricardo Thomas

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Comments from YouTube:

@ogkeeps1

This song is flawless.

@777uptown2

Absolutely, no questions asked. I love Sykes voice. Pac knows how to make a good song by putting the right outlawz member on a track. Plain and simple tupac was a genius. Gbu and stay up.

@jdixon8092

Facts

@imsosick75

This one of pac best songs. Crazy this was a throwaway for him

@dom_ferris_

Facts real life shii he spit and I'm a new york nigga

@arthurforbes1874

He was the best haha

@tremaynesmith8806

"Tell me if I'm wrong but saying 'Fuck The World' is what got you deeper in my songs." Tupac

@Ayvii

No one knows what the, future holds, but you - RIP Syke
That line hits me everytime ๐Ÿ‘Œ

@keramuthompson374

Top dawg Facts...Big Skye was ah beast no lie

@Sukuzov

Real!

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