Future - Life Is Good (ft. Drake) | 1960s Brazil Bossa Nova Version

Drake
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17 Video Views·Jan 9, 2026
Relax to this smooth, vintage Bossa Nova reimagining of the hip-hop classic. Perfect for summer days, lounging, or just a different vibe. We've cleaned up the lyrics and added that classic Brazilian jazz swing with nylon guitars and soft percussion.
Pah, dah, dah, dah, dah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Working on a weekend like usual
Weigh off in a deep end like usual
People swear they passed us, they doing too much
Having done my taxes, I'm too turned up
Virgil got a paddock on my wrist goin' nuts
People call me slippin' once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us
Manor house and rosewood is stuffed too plush
Say my days are numbered, but I keep waking up
Know you see my texts, baby, please say something
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
People gotta move on my release date, huh?
Girl, this faint, 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 stuff, it is what it is
Said what I had to and did what I did
Never turn my back on FPG, God forbid
Virgil got the paddock on my wrist, doing front flips
Giving you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb stuff
It's cool, man, I ain't
Like, uh, hundred thousand for the cheapest ring
On a solid finger, little girl, woo
I done flew in out to Spain to be in my domain
And I admired the girl, woo
Dropped three dollars on a Renly truck, little girl, woo
Was in a trap, working all day, I ain't been the same since, woo
Granny, she was standing right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo
I make home young, but go, hey, why everyone in this place, woo
I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo
Too many convicts, they enrolled me to play in this stuff, woo
I'm trying to avoid nonsense, get it all sprayed in this place, woo
Yeah, right from my brothers, I lied to my girl, woo
We some former high-class people, made it, we rich, woo
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, they talk different languages, woo
Got the spirit in my blood and energy, oh
Hundred thousand for the cheapest ring
On a solid finger, little girl, woo
I done flew in out to Spain to be in my domain
Out of my mind, girl, woo
