Sweet Life

The best song wasn't the single, but you weren't either

Living in Ladera Heights, the black Beverly Hills

Domesticated paradise, palm trees and pools

The water's blue, swallow the pill

Keepin' it surreal, whatever you like

Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high

Keepin' it surreal, not sugar-free

My TV ain't HD, that's too real

Grapevine, mango, peaches, and limes, the sweet life

The sweet life, sweet life

Sweet life, sweet life

The sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life

Sweet life, the sweet life

Sweetie pie

You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper since you were born

The star shine always kept you warm

So why see the world, when you got the beach?

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach

The sweet life

The best song wasn't the single

But you couldn't turn your radio down

Satellite need a receiver, can't seem to turn the signal fully off

Transmitting the waves

You're catching that breeze 'til you're dead in the grave

But you're keepin' it surreal, whatever you like

Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high

Keepin' it surreal, not sugar-free

My TV ain't HD, that's too real

Grapevines, mango, peaches, and limes, a sweet life

A sweet life

A sweet life, yeah

A sweet life

A sweet life

A sweet life

Live and die in the life

You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper since you were born

The star shine always kept you warm

So why see the world, when you got the beach?

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach

And the water is exactly what I wanted

It's everything I thought it would be (thought it would be)

But this neighborhood is getting trippier every day

The neighborhood is goin' ape shit crazy

You've had a landscaper and a housekeeper since you were born

The star shine always kept you warm

So why see the world, when you got the beach?

Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach

The sweet life