Goodlife

[Chorus] 
[T.I.] 
I keep telling myself 
Man I'm living the good life 
[Pharrell] 
I'm living the good life 
[2X] 
I'm on top of the world 
I'm on top of the world 
[2X] 

[T.I.] 
I was born into poverty raised I the sewerage 
Streets always would be a part of me, it made me the truest 
And even when my days were the bluest 
I never ran from adversity, instead I ran to it 
Fear ain't in the heart of me I learned just do it 
You get courage in your fears right after you go through it 
Now I come through in a Coupe on 22s 
That ain't bad for a nigga who ain't even finish school 
Don't get me wrong I never been a fool 
I just put off graduating for a pair of tennis shoes 
I used to use the beat to paint my pain 
But nowadays man I can't complain 
I got several automobiles and they all on thangs 
Several size of tangent and they all in one chain 
Used to see me in the mall I'm the same 
And get a couple broads giving brain on the plane 

[Chorus] 

[Common] 
I come from Chi-Town lost and found in the struggle 
Where dudes say stay safe and stay out of trouble 
Speak is muffed the law and B gon try to cuff you 
Those with duffles move weight and have muscles 
I came through the dirt with a verse for the people 
Open up for Daddy Kane and Easy up at the Regal 
The radio rarely put their needle on my record 
They ain't see how the hood and heaven were connected 
Sounds projected, ain't show how effective 
Lessons learned, sessions turned to life reflected 
And everything I found real in life know I kept it 
They say life's a teacher, you're gonna get tested 
When a nigga changed they keep saying that nigga strange 
Couldn't see how my mind won't be the lame 
Ahead of my time I caught up with the game 
Making good music making paper making change 

[Chorus] 

[T.I.] 
I put on gasoline drawers I stood in the fire 
With enough heat to set the hood on fire 
Man you niggaz think Suge was off the wire 
You should've seen the squad before I had Messiah 
We assumed the title as the number one supplier 
Felt like I was selling blow since I was in diapers 
And wish a nigga would come try us 
We was cool with the killers, best friends with the lifers 
Quick to up and scrap with niggaz who want to deny 
For what we considered then as a lucrative empire 
But like that pimping time flash by you 
Now I wonder what the judge think as he reading my priors 
Prison ain't full and the reefer ain't bias 
You ain't got to tell and distant the liars 
Gave the jail hell and shot birds at the hearse 
Lived through worse and reversed the curse 

[Chorus]