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Song «Life Is Good» von Future & Drake (feat.).
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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2020 01 10 (Digital)
Label: Epic
Songwriter Aubrey Graham & Darius Hill & Mathias Liyew & Nayvadius Wilburn & Ozan Yıldırım
Produktion: Ambezza & D. Hill & OZ
Genre: Hip-Hop - Traprap
Annotationen
Die beiden Rapper feiern in diesem Track ihren exzessiven Reichtum ab, aber sie rappen auch über den Preis des Geldes, die Pflichten, die mit dem Erfolg kommen. Metaphorisch wird das in die Phrase «working on the weekend» gepackt. Die Stimmung des Tracks ist mehr als gedrückt. Es kommt einem die griechische Figur von Atlas in den Sinn, der die Welt auf seinen Schultern trägt (siehe Farnese Atlas im Museo Archeologico Nazionale, Neapel, Bildquelle: Wikipedia).
Strukturell handelt es sich hier um zwei Tracks, die zusammen montiert sind. Das titelgebende rein verbale Zwischenspiel von Future trennt den Teil von Drake und den Teil von Future. Es handelt sich hier um ein Sample aus einem Interview, das Future dem französischen Clique TV gegeben hat. Es ist ein Moment, wo er über seinen Glauben an Gott spricht.
Personen und Querverweise
Future & Drake (feat.)
Aubrey Graham
Darius Hill
Mathias Liyew
Nayvadius Wilburn
Ozan Yıldırım
Ambezza
D. Hill
OZ
Lyrics
[Part I] [Chorus: Drake] Workin' on the 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 that 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 the 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 that 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 Audemar-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 an 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 Audemar-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 fettuccini 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 Audemar'd 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