Feeling like a king, rolling on that new Porsche Hand on the steering wheel, drowning in my own thoughts Photos in my mind, pictures of my dead friends Thinking bout the time when we was just some kids Then caught up in the life, we was far from innocent Many different nights, and life could have been the end Take a deep breath and inhale all the fresh air Think about life it's a blessing just to be here Phone calls for my dogs that's behind bars Trying to keep hope, 20 years to the parole board God damn, repercussions of the game You go from a bench to a number and a name A big homie wrote me a [?] 5 years of balling they worth to a life So never give up only losers don't try Don't look back thank God that you're alive My hat real low, money on my mind Dance till 7 got a model in my ride I got homies in the pen, homies in the sky Think about the drama in my life that I survived I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive Pop another bottle, we gonna celebrate tonight I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive **** what you saying I'm just glad to be alive Glad to be breathing, enjoying my freedom Hugging my son, me telling him I need him Looking in his eyes while I try to blend his future Praying that he never does the things that I used to He won't be no **** boy, not a gun clapper He won't go to jail he'll be better than a rapper Many tears lost on my home boys caskets Fatherless sons in this world young bastards Holding on my champagne bottle as I think back, hustling In and out of town man I did that Picture me sitting in the cell through the night On the floor quiet sharpening my knife Product of a violent neighborhood and a ghetto Got above the street but it seems I can't let go Many different times that I could have been gone But I got a chance, to really live on My hat real low, money on my mind Dance till 7 got a model in my ride I got homies in the pen, homies in the sky Think about the drama in my life that I survived I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive Pop another bottle, we gonna celebrate tonight I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive **** what you saying I'm just glad to be alive Yeah, I survived drugs, I survived beats I survived shoot outs in the middle of the street I watched thug ****** go to jail and turn sweet I watched friends die told my son that they was sleep Feels like we in up in the grave or in the feds Praying 80 [?] Could have been laid on the ground but now it's dead But it wasn't in the plan, it was meant for me to live My hat real low, money on my mind Dance till 7 got a model in my ride I got homies in the pen, homies in the sky Think about the drama in my life that I survived I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive Pop another bottle, we gonna celebrate tonight I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive **** what you saying I'm just glad to be alive.
Feeling like a king, rolling on that new Porsche Hand on the steering wheel, drowning in my own thoughts Photos in my mind, pictures of my dead friends Thinking bout the time when we was just some kids Then caught up in the life, we was far from innocent Many different nights, and life could have been the end Take a deep breath and inhale all the fresh air Think about life it's a blessing just to be here Phone calls for my dogs that's behind bars Trying to keep hope, 20 years to the parole board God damn, repercussions of the game You go from a bench to a number and a name A big homie wrote me a [?] 5 years of balling they worth to a life So never give up only losers don't try Don't look back thank God that you're alive My hat real low, money on my mind Dance till 7 got a model in my ride I got homies in the pen, homies in the sky Think about the drama in my life that I survived I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive Pop another bottle, we gonna celebrate tonight I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive **** what you saying I'm just glad to be alive Glad to be breathing, enjoying my freedom Hugging my son, me telling him I need him Looking in his eyes while I try to blend his future Praying that he never does the things that I used to He won't be no **** boy, not a gun clapper He won't go to jail he'll be better than a rapper Many tears lost on my home boys caskets Fatherless sons in this world young bastards Holding on my champagne bottle as I think back, hustling In and out of town man I did that Picture me sitting in the cell through the night On the floor quiet sharpening my knife Product of a violent neighborhood and a ghetto Got above the street but it seems I can't let go Many different times that I could have been gone But I got a chance, to really live on My hat real low, money on my mind Dance till 7 got a model in my ride I got homies in the pen, homies in the sky Think about the drama in my life that I survived I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive Pop another bottle, we gonna celebrate tonight I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive **** what you saying I'm just glad to be alive Yeah, I survived drugs, I survived beats I survived shoot outs in the middle of the street I watched thug ****** go to jail and turn sweet I watched friends die told my son that they was sleep Feels like we in up in the grave or in the feds Praying 80 [?] Could have been laid on the ground but now it's dead But it wasn't in the plan, it was meant for me to live My hat real low, money on my mind Dance till 7 got a model in my ride I got homies in the pen, homies in the sky Think about the drama in my life that I survived I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive Pop another bottle, we gonna celebrate tonight I'm just glad to be alive, glad to be alive **** what you saying I'm just glad to be alive.
