Life Is Great Lyrics - Key Glock

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up 

Woo 

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woo 

Yeah yeah yeah 

Yeah yeah yeah 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, bitch, my life is great, uh 

Diamonds frosted flakes, yeah 

Young nigga go ape 

Go bananas on my case, yeah (Fire) 

You might die today (Yeah) 

Nigga, that's God's plan, that's not Drake's, yeah 

Getting too much cake 

I need three or four more safes, yeah (Racks) 

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Woo, young nigga brought out them blues (Yeah) 

Flexing on you and your crew (Yeah) 

Fuck her then give her the boot (Bitch) 

I gotta go, gotta move (I gotta) 

I'm a real smooth lil' dude (Smooth) 

Balenci runners, you fool (Yeah) 

Don't feel like tyin' my shoes (Nah), yeah 

Bitch I drip-drop swag, yeah (Drop) 

I got big big racks, yeah (Racks) 

Don't even check tags, yeah (I don't check) 

So much cash, I brag (So much, so much) 

Don't care 'bout my past, yeah (I don't care) 

Leave it where it's at, yeah 

You keep gettin' mad, yeah 

I keep gettin' racks, yeah (Yeah, yeah) 

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Yeah, bitch, my life is great, uh 

Diamonds frosted flakes, yeah 

Young nigga go ape 

Go bananas on my case, yeah (Fire) 

You might die today (Yeah) 

Nigga, that's God's plan, that's not Drake's, yeah 

Getting too much cake 

I need three or four more safes, yeah (Racks) 

I'm getting too much cake (I'm getting too much) 

But I want some more 

And I dropped that "Russian Cream" because I want all smoke 

And you can come and ask your ho, she gon' tell you I'm dope (Glizzock) 

Freshest young nigga livin'g yeah you already know, uh 

Bitch my life is great, no time for fake, no time to play, uh 

Bitch I'm gettin' this cake while you just hate, stay in your place, uh 

Backwood to the face, my heart start race, this blunt feel laced, yeah 

Pull up with the K and let it cop like "A Bay Bay," yeah 

Came from out the mud, now they bookin' me at clubs, yeah 

Chilling with my thugs, on stage with them pistols tucked, uh 

Play, you know what's up, flip a nigga, bitch, we young and buck 

Pull up in that: What the fuck? 

They like: This a car or truck? 

Bitch, my life is great, uh 

Diamonds frosted flakes, yeah 

Young nigga go ape 

Go bananas on my case, yeah (Fire) 

You might die today (Yeah) 

Nigga, that's God's plan, that's not Drake's, yeah 

Gettin' too much cake 

I need three or four more safes, yeah (Racks)