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Good Lyfe
118
Hip-Hop/Rap
Good Lyfe was released on December 23, 2025 by Dee9inee as a part of the album Good Lyfe - Single
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Release DateDecember 23, 2025
LabelDee9inee
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dee9inee
Dee9inee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dee9inee
Dee9inee
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, come on, ay
I fuck with this lil' beat, though, this some lil' groovy shit, you feel me?
Come on, I say
Ay, okay
Let's do it
Come on, let's do it
Okay, I was on the bench just waiting patiently for my time
Stepping back from all this bullshit like I'm Harden in his prime
Fuck the trap, leave that to bro, I'm trying to get rich off of Chime
I'm Stevie Wonder and this shit ain't peak the hate 'cause I was blind
Don't really trust too many folks 'cause solid **** hard to find
Why this ho claim she ain't fucking? I get tired of bitches lying
I do this shit for all the times walked in the crib, see mama crying
How you treat me like a stranger? Had your back more than your spine
They gon' smile inside your face but wanna snake you from behind
Can't lie, this rap shit getting easy, doing this shit without even trying
It's a war up in my city, I can't leave without my .9
They did him bad, thought he was wrinkled, he got hit up with that iron
Ain't no one thought this shit would work, so I'm going blind when I shine
I don't like them ghetto hos, I like them classy sipping wine
I'm going up, they hit my phone, when I was broke, they pressed decline
I copped a rental class and we can't fuck it up and pay that fine
Don't fuck with us, we cut you up, bitch cut up one who made the beat
I used to give **** my last one, I ain't had no food to eat
No, I'm the one working at will 'cause I be in that driver's seat
I'm having out, don't check the price, don't need to hold on to my receipt
If you ain't know your favorite rapper hella gay, that **** sweet
Was in the field before the field, I had done threw away my fleek
He dropped a low and I pulled up, but he wasn't even on his street
I'm out the way I'm going ham 'cause I don't too much like to beef
Let a bitch try run up on me, got the bitch tucked in my briefs
I'm dropping tears all on my ski, I'm up late night, can't get no sleep
I'm high as fuck off of these drugs 'cause sometimes they just bring me peace
You better not step on my shoe, I smack your ass, you get them creased
I'm high as fuck thinking my bro, wish I could bring back my deceased
Just free my bro 'til this backwards, I can't wait 'til he released
The ones who run they mouth the most, the **** that we fear the least
My brother and them put belt to ass, they spanking shit from west to east, uh
I was on the bench just waiting patiently for my time
Stepping back from all this bullshit like I'm Harden in his prime
Fuck the trap, leave that to bro, I'm trying to get rich off of Chime
I'm Stevie Wonder and this shit ain't peak the hate 'cause I was blind
Don't really trust too many folks 'cause solid **** hard to find
Why this ho claim she ain't fucking? I get tired of bitches lying
I do this shit for all the times walked in the crib, see mama crying
How you treat me like a stranger? Had your back more than your spine, c'mon
Written by: Dee9inee
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