Good Life
Blu & Exile Lyrics

Yeah, this is the story
The following song is about the good life and its reality

Of wealth, cash, whips, chips, bitches and blunts
The things that are often associated with the good life

Must be the good life right?
Questioning whether these things make up the good life

Check this yo
Introducing the story

I got a call from my girl last week
Recalling a recent conversation with his girlfriend

She telling me about that time of the month and how it may not come
His girlfriend may be pregnant

Dropped the phone right before she said I might have a son
The news was overwhelming and caused him to drop the phone

And I started asking God how come
Questioning God about why this is happening in his life

I got dreams I ain't reached yet – ends that ain't meet yet
He still has goals he wants to achieve

When it comes to being a man, shit I'm barely getting my feet wet
He doesn't feel fully equipped to be a man yet

Trying to hit reset knee deep in debt
He is struggling financially and needs to start over

Trying to figure how to feed a mouth that ain't got teeth yet
He needs to provide for his child, who is not even born yet

How the hell am I gonna show a child to be a man
He is unsure about how to raise his son to be a good man

When I'm twenty-two without a clue on how to take a stand
He feels like he doesn't have enough life experience to be a good role model

Against this system when it's just us, wanna show him justice
He wants to teach his son about justice but feels powerless to do so

But last year I was just in cuffs
He has had troubles with the law recently

What the fuck am I supposed to do when he's telling me 'Dad I need some food?'
He doesn't know how to provide for his child's basic needs

I'm looking down at my stomach and mine is grumbling too
He is also hungry and struggling to provide for himself

What can I tell him when he's twenty-two
He is worried about his son's future and what advice he can give

And he's asking me what the fuck I was thinking when mommy's tummy grew?
His son will want to know how he was able to provide for him and his mother

Was I scared, was I getting prepared?
He questions his own readiness to become a father

Or did I even think of leaving her without a father's care?
He is worried about how his absence would affect his child

Should I tell him that it's hell here and life ain't fair?
He is conflicted about whether he should be honest with his child about the struggles in life

Or should I try to make a change when he's pulling on my leg?
He feels a responsibility to make the world a better place for his child

(Show me) and he keeps on telling me to
His son is urging him to show him what the good life is

Show me
Reiterating the son's request

(Show me the good life)
The son wants to experience the good life

(Show me the good)
Repeating the son's request

Won't somebody show me there's a few things my poppa never told me
He wishes someone had taught him about the good life

Maybe cause the stone still rolling, no moss yet
Perhaps his parents didn't know the secret to the good life either

It's a few things my momma never told me to mold me
His mother also did not teach him everything he needed to know

But her soul is so golden the way she floss it
Despite this, he still admires his mother for her good soul

And I ain't mad at their secrets though
He doesn't blame his parents for not knowing everything

It's a hard sell to tell a young child about your deepest low
Parents don't always tell their children about their struggles

But I done seen through they weakness so
He has learned from their mistakes and weaknesses

I understand a little bit on how the defeat can slow
He understands how hardships can take a mental toll

You so, far down that you meekness grow
People can become meek when faced with too many struggles

And everyday gets colder when the breezes blow
The world can feel harsh and cold when faced with constant struggles

Grand momma sat me down and said, 'you need to know
His grandmother taught him valuable life lessons

Boy you a little light in this world, let your heat just glow
He should let his light, or potential, radiate to the world

Have patience some things take time
He needs to be patient with achieving his goals

And ain't no limit to the goals that you could hold in your mind'
He can set as many goals as he wants and there's no limit

Lift the soul when you crying 'till you reach the gates of heaven
He should keep his spirit alive even when things get tough

Like your chariot is carrying children who going blind
He should strive to help others who are struggling

And you going to get their sight back, when all they see is night black
He can help others see the light even when they are in a dark place

Believe in everything that you doing and just like that
He should believe in himself and his goals

Things will happen for you, keep shining them rays
If he stays positive, good things will come his way

It's bright enough to spread grace over a million graves
His positive energy can impact even those who have passed away

Over a million slaves to bring honor to the elders
He can honor those who came before him with his actions

Who held us away from danger when the danger would have killed us
He can honor those who protected him from harm

They never failed us but they souls have peace
His ancestors did their best to protect and guide him

And follow in their steps, you got brothers to keep
He should follow in their footsteps and help others around him

In this good life
Reminding the listener that there is a good life to strive for

Check it out, it's so much I can show you
He has a lot to teach about the good life

Without rolling through Beverly Hills
The good life is not all about material possessions

Without money, cars, clothes, or even ecstasy pills
The good life is not about drugs or material possessions

I don't need weed to ease me when I'm stressing for real
He doesn't rely on drugs to cope with stress

I just close my eyes and try to think how heaven feels
He finds peace in his own thoughts and spirituality

Just to feel good again, even though I know when I open them
He enjoys his mental escape, even though he can't stay there forever

It's back to the hood again, where kids hold chrome with them
He has to return to a harsh reality where people carry guns

Just to feel protected, cause the videos are showing them
People feel like they need to carry a gun to feel protected

How to shoot fools and take their dough from them
However, this is not a good way to achieve success

That's why I try to give my soul to them in lyrics I spit
He hopes to inspire others through his music

They rejected cause they stressing for material shit
However, some people are too focused on material possessions to see his message

They're getting sick and tired of fighting over serial gifts
People are growing tired of fighting over material things

Cause they notice bitches go head over heels for the whips
People believe that women are attracted to men with expensive cars

And the chains, and the chips, and the range and the clips
People are obsessed with material possessions like jewelry and guns

In the guns and the women and the fun living in cribs in the burbs
People think the good life is about flashy houses, guns, and women

Fuck the slums, they want funds and they heard flippin' birds is
People think selling drugs will make them rich and help them escape poverty

The ticket and they get it and run with it
People are willing to take risks to achieve material success

Some slip and fall, others pause see the outcome and crawl
Some succeed in their quest for material success while others fail

On the road for some change, cause the game is too hard
People turn to selling drugs because they feel like there are no other options

To play straight by the rules
They feel like they can't succeed while following the law

I'm trying to stay out the news
He is trying to avoid trouble with the law

And make cake to buy food
His focus is on providing for himself and his family

Fuck jewels I think my soul glows bright enough
He doesn't need jewelry to feel good about himself

And fuck whips I learn more when I ride the bus
He believes he can learn more and feel more connected to people while using public transportation

And fuck gold it's bad enough that we fight for bucks
He thinks the constant fight for money is bad enough

And fuck hoes cause in the end I need a wife to love
He doesn't place importance on casual relationships and values a loving wife

Plus heaven is the life for us so God
He believes that the ultimate good life is in heaven with God