Good Life Blu & Exile (Ft. Aloe Blacc & JOSEPH (Bridgetown))

[Intro: Blu, Sample & JOSEPH]
Yeah, haha (Show me the good life)
This is the story, of wealth (Show me the good)
Cash, whips, chips, bitches and blunts
(Show me the good life) Show me that shit
Must be the good life, right? (Show me the good)
Check this (Show me)

[Verse 1: Blu]
I got a call from my girl last week, she telling me
About that time of the month and how it may not come
Dropped the phone right before she said I might have a son
And I started asking God, "How come?"
I got dreams I ain't reached yet, ends that ain't meet yet
When it comes to being a man, shit, I'm barely getting my feet wet
Tryna hit reset, knee-deep in debt
Tryna figure how to feed a mouth that ain't got teeth yet
How the hell am I gon' show a child to be a man
When I'm twenty-two without a clue on how to take a stand
Against this system when it's just us? Wanna show him justice
But last year, I was just in cuffs
What the fuck am I supposed to do
When he's telling me, "Dad, I need some food"?
I'm looking down at my stomach and mine is grumbling too
What can I tell him when he's twenty-two
And he's asking me what the fuck was I thinkin' when mommy's tummy grew?
Was I scared? Was I getting prepared?
Or did I even think of leaving her without a father's care?
Should I tell him that it's hell here and life ain't fair?
Or should I try to make a change when he's pulling on my leg?
And he keeps on telling me to...