toast to the good life the good life neve say good bye or goodnight feelings high feelings alright a dark room me and the mike on the mike im a superstar like mike i been dreaming big money since i was a tyke had to steal to get my first bike judge if you want you dont know what its like growing up in the hood if you white i had to fight everyone trying to test put out my lights i put up a fight no second chances in life tried with all my might hoping i might earn my respect cuz aint no love in hood projects grew up shitty apartments complexdreaming of cash and that gold rolex watchen my favorite movie denzel in malcolm x ive seen hope ive seen death thru my visual cortex crawl before you walk take baby steps one step at a time living this life of crime on the corner jugggin knocks and dimes getting mines in a major way fuck what the haters say they turn bitch when theres pistol play quit listwn what the pistol say squeeze the trigger let the pustol spray they out the way now im back at the trap smoking a fat j toasting to the good life