Good Life

The moon has never been so close before

I could just reach out, I could take it

Take a bite of it and save it

And he's talking 'bout some stupid sneakers he wore

He said, "I get 'em where they make it

Ain't no middle man to fake it"

For a couple weeks I could feel it comin', a

Couple days I could hear the drummin', a

A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and

We're freshenin' up cause the morning's comin'

Bittersweet for the most part bitter

It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter

It's one part sweet, I think

It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter

I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night

It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday

As in 4 am on Saturday

And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright

And I was in the backseat, it was a long day

I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway

It's the kind of the thing where you can never be sure

If it's for worse or it's for better

And it ain't no laughin' matter

He's been keepin' calm, collected, I'm insecure

And it doesn't matter where he bought it

All that matters is he got it

'Cause a couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a

Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a

A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and

We're freshenin' up as the morning's comin', ahh

Bittersweet for the most part bitter

It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter

It's one part sweet, and I think

It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter

I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night

It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday

As in 4 am on a Saturday

And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright

And I was in the backseat, it was a long day

I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway

Couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a

Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a

Tin of mints, and a pack of gum and

We're freshenin' up, the morning's comin'

Bittersweet for the most part bitter

It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter

It's one part sweet, and I think

It's one part sweet a little too bitter

I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night

It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday

And it was too early 'cause it was Saturday

I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright

I was in the backseat, it was a long day

I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway