January 6th

January 6 1999 a king was born So glad my mama didn't wanna pull the cord Cause man me and my mission We on one accord I remember that day waun copped the new accord Uh I feel I'm fighting just to stay alive Stomach feeling empty Not to mention sleep deprived You ain't never had bout 60 Just for food and gas But you spent it on some time recording Cause you want it bad Yeah nigga Want it that bad A nigga stole some money Wanted to add toe tags Instead I took a deep breath Said god got it Months later 4 shots Visions of a coffin Uh This is the life I was givin But shit I'll be damned if I give in I get down on my knees every night and pray Cause only lord knows I been sinnin I look at the Books before me and wonder why I don't wanna be in school I just wanna fly Lookin at all these snapchats from Miami Beach I can't go to rolling loud till I sell the seats Metaphorically speaking This bitch is sold out Allegorically speaking I'm on the top mount My confidence runneth over Writeth the top scouts Only time will tell I'm on the perfect route Uh This is the life I was givin But shit I'll be damned if I give in I get down on my knees every night and pray Cause only lord knows I been sinnin