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