[B.o.B. - Verse 1] I woke up with my feet up Sit up, outfit 30 thousand feed'a But you know, you know how i leaker My homie ya, tell me how's the future I remeber back, when i was living in a freezer Keep my hustle up, so i can keep the heat up Now, i've got my cheese up School is ... they see us How you like me now ? I'll meet you when i'm real!
[One Republic:] Woke up in London yesterday Found myself in the city near Piccadilly Don’t really know how I got here I got some pictures on my phone New names and numbers that I don’t know Address to places like Abbey Road Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want We’re young enough to say.
[Chorus] Oh, this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life! Say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life!
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
[One Republic - verse 2] To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A., they don’t know Where I’ve been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Col-or-ado Sometimes there’s airplanes I can’t jump out Sometimes it’s bullshit that don’t work now We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there’s to complain about.
When you're happy like a fool Let it take you over When everything is out You gotta take it in
[Chorus] Oh, this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life! Say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life! A good, good life
[B.o.B. - Verse 3]
Yeah This, right here is teh definition of timeless this is incredible-le-es timeless I could tell you what is behind me huh, couldn't say where my mind is?! Brand hustle things, revearing me as your highness My family treat you ... They say the best you ain't yet come ... soak up your eyes.
[Chorus] Oh, this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life! Say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life!
[One Republic - Verse 4] Listen, to my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don’t know Where I’ve been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Col-or-ado Sometimes there’s airplanes I can’ t jump out Sometimes it’s bullshit that don’t work now We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there’s to complain about.