faith in this Does anyone feel like how I feel? Then you can relate to this I just blazed with this Maybe roll one up then take a hit Toast to the good life
numbin' in that area) The kids don't want to see the toast of mom and daddy Plus we rather be roastin' Charming fatties In a toasted armor Caddy (And
fake hair on down to your thighs aint nothin but imatation your whole life is a lie you need to slow down and get a grip on yourself before you catch
hard, coolin' [VERSE 3: Fresh Kid Ice] Livin' the life of the rich and famous We never had it so good, so who can blame us? Here's a toast to our success
before me and brothas miss ya while your gone you left your nigga on his own how long we mourn life goes on... [Chorus repeats to end] [sung overtop repeating chorus] Life
could watch TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, girl
at? Where my bitches is at? [P. Diddy] Aiyyo, it can't stay dark for long (can't stay dark for long) They say its darkest before the dawn Calms before
(Let's toast...) - FUCK! Rich niggas smelling like good weeeed, (to more success...) Crash the hashish, look IIII don't a (more love and more life!) -
of a screw nailed in Return like I was sending self addressed postage Throw bricks the size of the Stonehenge Before battles, we pour blood And toast,
of earth you reside, you're not even a man So I don't seem it mandatory taking your pride But I will, cause my man said Soul for the life You cried "Keepin
me I promise to always give you me, the real me [Chorus: Drake] Who would have thought I'd be caught in this life? Let's celebrate with a toast And
if it kills me Promise to always give you me, the real me [Chorus] Who would have thought I'd be caught in this life? Let's celebrate with a toast And
spoken to the wind which blows before the rain little pin-pricks and how my ears bleed on the bomb ticks that is my heartbeat in every life-flash in
edge of the world. Get out of this house now, Head for the horizon. Tonight we take the town, So pick your poison. Here's a toast, a life as a ghost
the muthafucking streets up with this shit Breakfast club I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap room This aint a mixtape This is life!
hustlers hit the block when police change shifts New York, California different toilet, same shit In Brooklyn I rock Timberlands Still toast cinnamon Been gangster way before
year and a half, my life is real Put the gun in his mouth, he gon' bite the steel Come to Compton, I got stripes for real Before Dre, before the ice, before
