[Verse 1]
Westover days, skipping school, acting rich in Polo fits
Pardon while I reminisce on some shit
Cutting class, gym hooping, crossing niggas, shooting bricks
Or take a nigga chick, that's a shot I wouldn't miss
Yeah, I could snap a portrait, hoping that you get the pic
I was searching for a father figure, looking for a fix
But the place I didn't fit, that's the place I tried to live
I can tell you what it was, I can paint it crystal clear
Like wilding and jumping fences, places I shouldn't have been in
Tripping and rolling weed, I knew my mama would kill me
Jumping in niggas' scuffles, bruises and bloody knuckles
Knew I wasn't a gangster, just something about the trouble
Guess that's what I get, yeah, bullets hitting whips
Car chase, ducking off, hoping they don't see me here
Now I know I'm out of place, I been dodging, ducking fear
I been dodging, ducking opps, now my record got a smear
But what's love without a blemish? Life without your niggas?
Guess my actions weren't impressive, left impressions that I live with
Like when your circle of trust turn to circles of ashes
And homies be pointing fingers with envy under the laughter
Leave me searching for answers when lonely becomes a cancer
Just a part of life, huh, we were living backwards
Though it's hard, I get by, know some people, they relapse
I refresh, I rejoice, I reset, wishing I could take it back
[Chorus]
Yeah, take it back, yeah
Yeah, from the shit that I done did, from the shit that we done seen
I know just how this shit go, I know just how this shit be
Take it back, mm
Yeah, ayy, take it back, mm
Yeah, from the shit that I done did, from the shit that I done seen
I know just how this shit go, I know just how this shit be
Take it back
[Verse 2]
Mama drop us off on Saturday nights
Swear the rink was poppin', booties poppin' and them bitches fine
Yeah, racing to the digits, Bake would pull 'em every time
But it's cool 'cause a fine yellow bone caught my eye
Juvey playing through the speaker, "Slow Motion" was a mood
I'ma try to get behind her, maybe I should play it cool
Palms sweaty, heart racing, hands shaking, nothing new
Now we grinding to the rhythm, she just threw it on your dude
Now look, Steve, don't be bitch, stand firm, move your hips
Pull your pants up, grab her waist, don't be scared, get a feel
Grab her hand, bend your knees, get into it, let it build
Just don't get too excited, Mike from North Carolina shit
Yeah, people all around us, still all I see is her
Black tee, blue jeans, black J's, long hair
Ponytail, still was nervous, got the number from her sister
Mama love her, family love me, so we stirred up the elixir
Fast forward, think I got me the one
Then I take you for granted, you not believing in us
Promised I would do better that night in your mama truck
We were venting for hours under the stars up above
I left tears on your shoulder, but still, that wasn't enough
You might just move out of state, you might just find a new love
But you know how it goes, when it's real, it never lacks
Maybe I'm still in love, but I'm stuck, wishing I could take it back, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, take it back, mm
Look, to the woman that I loved, for that woman, I would bleed
Know we probably fucked it up, thought that you would never leave
Take me back
Ayy, take me back
Yeah, to the woman that I loved, for that woman, I would bleed
Know we probably fucked it up, thought that you would never leave
Take me back
[Outro]
Uh
From the shit that we did, from the shit that we seen
I know just how this shit go, I know just how it be
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Good Life ’07 was written by Mischief Boy & Cantrell.
Good Life ’07 was produced by Mischief Boy.
Cantrell released Good Life ’07 on Fri Aug 24 2018.