Song of the Day #4,246: ‘Life is Good’ – Future feat. Drake

At #2 on this week’s Billboard Hot 100 is ‘Life is Good,’ a collaboration between rappers Future and Drake. This is the highest Future has ever charted on the Hot 100, while it’s Drake’s 10,000th song in the top ten. OK, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration.

In fact, Drake has now had 207 songs on the Hot 100, including 36 in the Top Ten and six at the #1 spot. The man is a juggernaut. His 207 Hot 100 songs (all since 2009) tie him for the most ever with — you’ll never guess it — the cast of Glee. Given that Glee is no longer releasing new music, Drake is sure to own that record outright the next time he commits his voice to tape.

I don’t really get Drake’s music, though I find him pretty appealing as a personality. He has a goofy charm that runs counter to the stereotypical tough-guy rapper persona.

This video is a good example. It’s silly and fun, with both Drake and Future turning in enjoyable performances, but the song is instantly forgettable.

[Part I]

[Chorus: Drake]
Workin’ on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin’ too much
Haven’t done my taxes, I’m too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin’ nuts
Niggas caught me slippin’ once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I’d tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush

[Verse: Drake]
Say my days are numbered, but I keep wakin’ up
Know you see my texts, baby, please say some
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don’t even know what that’s about, watch your mouth
Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib
I can never tell her shit, it is what it is (What)
Said what I had to and did what I did (Ayy)
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doin’ front flips
Givin’ you my number, but don’t hit me on no dumb shit

[Chorus: Drake]
Workin’ on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual (Like usual)
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin’ too much
Haven’t done my taxes, I’m too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin’ nuts
Niggas caught me slippin’ once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I’d tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush

[Interlude: Future]
It’s cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like

[Part II]

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil’ bitch, woo
I was in the trap servin’ cocaine, I ain’t been the same since, woo

[Verse 1: Future]
Granny, she was standin’ right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo
I make them lil’ niggas go haywire, Taliban in this bitch, woo
I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo
Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust? Pluto sent you on a lick, woo
Too many convicts that roll with me to play in this shit, woo
I’m tryna avoid nonsense, get Osama spray in this bitch, woo
They at the candlelight lightin’ it up, nigga, anybody can get it, woo
I’m on a PJ lightin’ it up, Backwood full of sticky, woo
I’m tryna tote that Draco in London and it’s extended, woo
They gotta stretch a nigga out, we gon’ die for this shit, woo
Yeah, I ride for my niggas, I lie to my bitch, woo
We some poor, high-class niggas, made it, we rich, yeah
I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo
It’s like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo
I got pink toes that talk different languages, woo
Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil’ bitch, woo
I was in the trap servin’ cocaine, I ain’t been the same since, woo

[Verse 2: Future]
Racks by the ton, I call up Serena
I go tremendo for new fettuccine
All fact though, carat the pinky
All fact though, we ordered the Fiji
I’m in the loop with the voo, I’m in the loop with the woo, which one you workin’?
I’ll put your face on the news, I’ll put the pussy on the shirt after I murk it
Then make ’em go shoot up the hearse, cost me a quarter bird, nigga, it’s worth it
And you a maniac, a fuckin’ alien, how you splurgin’?
Got that kitty cat, I’m havin’ fun with that, goin’ Birkin

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil’ bitch, woo
I was in the trap servin’ cocaine, I ain’t been the same since, woo

[Outro: Future]
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch, yeah
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch, uh
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil’ bitch

One thought on “Song of the Day #4,246: ‘Life is Good’ – Future feat. Drake

  1. Dana Gallup says:

    Is this type of tuneless, hookless trap really the future of pop music? I sure hope not.

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