After releasing a series of moderately successful mixtapes between 2010 and 2011, Future signed a major label deal with Epic Records and fellow American rapper Rocko's A1 Recordings, which helped launch his own label imprint Freebandz. Future subsequently began working on his debut studio album "Pluto," and in April 2012 released the album to positive reviews. The album spawned five singles, all of which charted on the Billboard Hot 100. The album was later re-released in November, as "Pluto 3D." His second studio album "Honest," was released on April 22, 2014, and is also performing with his group Freeband Gang. He released his highly anticipated third studio album, "DS2," on July 16, 2015. The Atlanta rapper also released several mixtapes during 2015, "Beast Mode" in January, "56 Nights" in March, and "What a Time to Be Alive (with Drake)" in September. Future released "Purple Reign" in January 2016. The 13-track mixtape was executive produced by Metro Boomin and DJ Esco, with additional production from Southside, Zaytoven, and more.
Life Is Good
Future Lyrics
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Way off in the deep end like usual
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much
Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist going nuts
Niggas caught me slipping once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush
Say my days are numbered, but I keep wakin' up
Know you see my texts, baby, please say somethin'
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh?
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what that's about, watch your mouth
Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib
I can never tell her shit, it is what it is
Said what I had to and did what I did
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doing front flips
Giving you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit
Workin' on the weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual (like usual)
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much
Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist going nuts
Niggas caught me slipping once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush
It's cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like
Uh, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemars'd the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I was in the trap serving cocaine
I ain't been the same since, woo
Granny, she was standing right there
While I catch a play on a brick, woo
I make them lil' niggas go haywire
Taliban in this bitch, woo
I done been down bad in them trenches
Had to ride with that stick, woo
Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust?
Pluto sent you on a lick, woo
Too many convicts
They enrolled me to play in this shit, woo
I'm tryna avoid nonsense
Get Osama sprayed in this bitch, woo
They had the candlelight, lighting it up
Nigga, anybody could get it, woo
I'm on a PJ lighting it up
Backwood full of sticky, woo
I'm tryna tote that Draco in London
And it's an extended, woo
They gotta stretch a nigga out
We gon' die for this shit, woo
Yeah, I ride for my niggas
I lie to my bitch, woo
We some poor, high-class niggas
Made it, we rich, yeah
I was at the bando
Got a penthouse for a closet, woo
It's like a chandelier
On my neck, my wrist, woo
I got pink toes
They talk different languages, woo
Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet
Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemars'd the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I was in the trap serving cocaine
I ain't been the same since
Racks by the ton I call up Serena
I go tremendo for new fettuccini
All fact though, clarity pinky
All fact though, we order up the Fiji
I'm in the loop with the voo
I'm in the loop with the woo
Which one of you working?
I put your face on the news
I put the pussy on the shirt
After I murk, then make 'em go shoot up the hearse
Cost me a quarter bird
Nigga it's worth it, and you a maniac
A fucking alien, how you splurgin'?
Got that kitty cat, I'm having fun with that
Goin' Birkin
Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemars'd the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I was in the trap serving cocaine
I ain't been the same since
(Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch)
(Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, yeah)
(Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, uh)
(Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch)
In "Life is Good," Future talks about how he is working on the weekend and living his life in a luxurious way. He mentions his lavish lifestyle, including having a Patek watch on his wrist and a manor house in Rosewood. He also talks about being too turnt up to do his taxes. Future acknowledges that some people may think his days are numbered, but he still wakes up every day. He talks about wanting communication from someone he's texting and the frustration of dealing with someone who has a large ego. The chorus repeats the idea of working on the weekend and living the high life, with a carefree attitude.
In the second verse, Future talks about his success and mentions how he spent $100,000 on a cheap ring. He also references his travels and mentions his diamond-encrusted Audemars Piguet watch, which he wears while in his own domain in Spain. He talks about his past life in the trap, where he served cocaine, and acknowledges how that has changed him. Throughout the verse, Future addresses his haters, constantly reassuring them that he is living his best life and not taking any nonsense.
Overall, "Life is Good" is a song about living a luxurious life and enjoying success. Future references his money, possessions, and travels, painting a picture of a lavish lifestyle. The song also touches on themes of frustration, communication, ego, success, and overcoming obstacles.
Line by Line Meaning
Workin' on the weekend like usual
I work even on weekends just like I always do
Way off in the deep end like usual
I'm far from shore and in deep waters just like I'm always in over my head
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much
People claim to be better than us, but they're overexerting themselves
Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up
I haven't done my taxes because I'm too busy partying
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist going nuts
My watch, designed by Virgil Abloh, is driving people crazy
Niggas caught me slipping once, okay, so what?
Someone caught me making a mistake, but it doesn't matter
Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us
If our gang attacked your neighborhood, I would own up to it
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush
I live in a luxurious mansion in Rosewood
Say my days are numbered, but I keep wakin' up
People predict my death, but I keep surviving
Know you see my texts, baby, please say somethin'
I know you've read my messages, so please respond
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
I'm buying expensive wine, but your boyfriend is cheap
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh?
Other artists need to avoid releasing music on the same day as me
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
People know me for my success, not just my reputation
I don't even know what that's about, watch your mouth
I don't understand what you're saying, so be careful what you say
Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib
My partner has a big ego like the size of a house
I can never tell her shit, it is what it is
I can't confide in my partner because things are what they are
Said what I had to and did what I did
I spoke my mind and did what I had to do
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
I'll never betray my gang, even if it means something terrible is bound to happen
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doing front flips
My watch, designed by Virgil Abloh, is impressive enough to make people do acrobatics
Giving you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit
I'm giving you my number, but don't bother me with pointless conversations
It's cool, man, got red bottoms on
I'm doing fine, I have designer shoes on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like
I'm living a great life, you know what I mean?
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
Even my cheapest ring costs a hundred thousand dollars
On a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I'm wearing the ring, not you
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
I traveled to Spain to enjoy the luxuries of my mansion there
And Audemars'd the bitch, woo
I also bought an expensive watch while I was there
Dropped three dollars on a ring
I spent three million dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I named my fancy car a Bentley truck
I was in the trap serving cocaine
I used to sell cocaine in the ghetto
I ain't been the same since, woo
Ever since then, I haven't been the same person
Granny, she was standing right there
Even my grandmother witnessed me selling drugs
While I catch a play on a brick, woo
While I was making a drug deal
I make them lil' niggas go haywire
I make young gang members go crazy
Taliban in this bitch, woo
My gang's power is like the Taliban's
I done been down bad in them trenches
I've experienced hardship and suffering in the ghetto
Had to ride with that stick, woo
I had to carry a gun for protection
Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust?
Whoever gave you drugs that made you high
Pluto sent you on a lick, woo
My gang, called the Future Beings, sent you to rob someone
Too many convicts
There are too many convicts in my circle
They enrolled me to play in this shit, woo
They put me in this game of crime
I'm tryna avoid nonsense
I'm trying to stay out of trouble
Get Osama sprayed in this bitch, woo
I want to eliminate a powerful enemy in our circle
They had the candlelight, lighting it up
People were mourning at a memorial service
Nigga, anybody could get it, woo
I'm willing to kill anyone who crosses me
I'm on a PJ lighting it up
I'm on a private jet having a great time
Backwood full of sticky, woo
I'm smoking a cigar filled with marijuana
I'm tryna tote that Draco in London
I'm trying to carry a gun in London for protection
And it's an extended, woo
The gun has a larger clip than usual
They gotta stretch a nigga out
Someone might try to kill me
We gon' die for this shit, woo
We're willing to risk our lives for this lifestyle
Yeah, I ride for my niggas
I'm loyal to my gang members
I lie to my bitch, woo
I lie to my partner to keep them out of trouble
We some poor, high-class niggas
We may come from poverty, but now we're wealthy
Made it, we rich, yeah
We've become successful and wealthy
I was at the bando
I used to live and sell drugs in rundown buildings
Got a penthouse for a closet, woo
Now I live in a penthouse and my closet is the size of my old living space
It's like a chandelier
My jewelry is bright and shiny, just like a chandelier
On my neck, my wrist, woo
I have expensive jewelry on my neck and wrist
I got pink toes
My girlfriend has light skin and painted toenails
They talk different languages, woo
We come from different backgrounds and cultures
Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet
I'm under the influence of cough syrup and painkillers
Racks by the ton I call up Serena
I have a lot of money and I call my dealer, Serena
I go tremendo for new fettuccini
I'm willing to spend a lot on a fancy Italian dish
All fact though, clarity pinky
My diamond ring is high quality and has a pink hue
All fact though, we order up the Fiji
We only drink expensive bottled water, like Fiji
I'm in the loop with the voo
I'm in the inner circle with the people who know what's going on
I'm in the loop with the woo
I'm in the inner circle with my gang, Future Beings
Which one of you working?
Which one of you is doing their part for the gang?
I put your face on the news
I'll make sure you're news if you cross me
I put the pussy on the shirt
I had sex with someone and put their picture on a shirt as a memento
After I murk, then make 'em go shoot up the hearse
After I kill someone, I'll have my gang retaliate and attack their funeral procession
Cost me a quarter bird
I spent 250,000 dollars on drugs
Nigga it's worth it, and you a maniac
It was worth the money because you're dangerous
A fucking alien, how you splurgin'?
You spend so much money, it's like you're not from this world
Got that kitty cat, I'm having fun with that
I'm enjoying sex with my partner
Goin' Birkin
I'm buying expensive Hermes Birkin bags
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Darius Hill, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Nayvadius Wilburn, Ozan Yildirim
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@elkhxtib
Drake said: Ight imma go do my taxes😭
@ayushgouda3252
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@shayankarimaghaei
Drake only has 4 lines because as soon as he said “haven’t done my taxes” the IRS walked in the studio and took him.
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