Chords for 2Pac, Eminem & Roy Jones Jr. - Good Life (2019)

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[F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ I [Am] miss the money orientated, initiated as a thug,
Dreaming for wicked as bitches, ambitious as I was,
Picturing it on the verge of living insane, I sold my soul for a chance to get it back,
Now tell me if I'm wrong, but stay and fuck the world,
Got you duping [C] my songs, Drink it till I earn,
I'm spending money till it's gone, [G] it's the good life,
Baby niggas got it going on, Now maybe [Am] if I got a game pack,
Wouldn't have to slay, crack addicted to the game,
So obviously we stay strapped, Please forgive me for my wicked ways,
Fuck a bitch, bad boy, niggas eat a dick a day,
Broke my nits, Lord have mercy it's a slaughter,
Too good get that my tracks is whacking niggas like a slaughter,
[E] I [F] learned my lessons as a thug, [C] In these wicked ass good fights,
But I'm not calling that, niggas, I [Am] live the good life,
The good life, fuck my fools, God bless the dumb,
Niggas that trust them hoes, Found a way to stack money,
[E] Guaranteed to rise, A [Am] little good life,
Niggas thug, niggas don't die, A little good life,
Fuck my foes, God bless the dumb,
Niggas that trust [Em] these hoes, [F] Found a way to stack money,
Guaranteed to rise, A [G] little good life,
Niggas thug, niggas don't die,
I'm losing [Am] my mind, same mood, Feels like I'm lying,
Got [Em] nothing to prove, Scraping up a hot [Am] damn mule,
God in my corner, Niggas can't use,
Trying to kick me out my hot damn smooth, See how quick I drop a 50,
These bitches to blues, They gonna get you on a hot damn blue,
[Em] And they ain't even nothing, Mixing me till I grind up,
Sprinting [Am] out a hot damn blue, Beating these niggas down,
Is what I came to do, And I ain't playing about,
Hot damn blue, [Em] Taking you niggas down,
[Am] To Jake and Haley, too,
Ripped out the left hand clock, And blew my school [C] salute,
Don't call my head, Cause you gonna make me out,
A hot damn fool, Bad discussion,
You will not get, Cause I will [Am] not lose,
I'm living a good life, Fuck my foes,
God bless the dumb niggas, That trust them hoes,
Found a way to stack money, Guaranteed [C] to rise,
A little good life, Niggas thug, niggas don't die,
[Am] I'm living a good life, Fuck my foes,
God bless the dumb niggas, That trust these hoes,
[F] Found a way to stack money, Guaranteed to rise,
[G] A little good life, Niggas thug, niggas don't die,
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It's 2002, [C] Everything was totally new,
We were globally huge, Watching sales go through the roof,
We wrote when we feuded, Onion Avenue soldiers included,
I mulled through the homies, Without no good [G] excuse,
We was over the [Am] food, Smoked, suked, and soaked in our youth,
[C] Thought we was running shit, Then we lost the soul of our shoot,
The death of duty broke us in two, [G] We were thrown for a loop,
Ain't none of us know what to do, [Am] And at the time,
I was going through my own struggles too, So I wasn't in no condition to be coached and astute,
Everyone [Gm] tried to go solo, [F] Really nobody blew,
[G] I was hoping they'd lose, Mine had to shoulder the crew,
[Am] Can't we put everyone in position, So [C] that they knew how to stand on their own,
And I don't wanna open up wounds, I just know it's the goofers' fault,
When we go in the booth, Cause [G] the truth is the moment,
The goof [C] died so quick,
[Am] I'm living a good life, Fuck my foes,
God bless the dumb niggas, That trust these hoes,
Found a way to stack money, Guaranteed to rise,
A little good life, Niggas thug, niggas don't die,
I'm living a good life, Fuck my foes,
God bless the dumb niggas, That trust these hoes,
[F] Found a way to stack money, Guaranteed to rise,
[G] A little good life, Niggas thug, niggas don't [Am] die, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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