Good Life by Von Pea
Good Life by Von Pea

Good Life

Von Pea * Track #9 On Pea’s Gotta Have It

Good Life Lyrics

Don't give up the good life

[Verse]
When I grow up
Nuff plans to blow up
I show up
Gold cups
And shoes with no scuffs
Treatin' new money like old bucks
Put all my trust in the funds
Not trust anyone
Security team, and they'll buss many guns
At anybody that screams, "Yo, Pea gimme funds"
I don't give up the good
Change I acquire
Man, just wait until I get the dames that I admire
Shelly with the green eyes
Now it's Ann with the glasses
Julie with the booty
I'll probably hit it the fastest
Only because I used to kick it to her in our classes
Or cheatin' on the Regents
I'm the reason that she passed it
I might get a jacket
Nascar, and jazz it up to the point I'm back on Nia
Soon as I gas it up
Don't give up the good life
For a hybrid
I'll pick Julie up tonight, and she'll be like I liked this
This sick that I'on drive it
Now she ready to hide
The salami for the mami
Flip her open like a sidekick
I'm psychic
Imma say 'bout 22 or 3
I'll have the whole wonderin' what they can do for me
Baskin' in the sun
It's only 22°
Back in New York though
For Me, I'm in Belize
I don't give up the good life
Never will
Jada tryna get my data while I'm sittin' next to Will
Tell her "Chill, homie is a idol of mine
And I ain't tryna help you pick ya next bridal design"
It's a motto
Hit the lotto
Get a mansion with a grotto
Pop the bottles
Chicks'll follow
Even models
Till ya pockets back to hollow
Even when I'm back in the hood
People'll think I'm gettin' money, cuz my acting in good
And I don't give up the good life

*inhales* Yeah!

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