Living My Life
Where you from, who you know
What you make and what kind of car you in
Seems as though you lost sight of what’s important with the positive
Checks into your bank account, and you up out of poverty
Your values is a disarray, prioritizin’ horribly
Unhappy with your riches ’cause you piss poor morally
Ignoring all prior advice and forewarnin’
And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren’t we?
So keep on gettin’ ‘ya paper
And keep on climbin’
Look in the mirror
And keep on shinin’
‘Til the game ends
‘Til the clock stops
I will never lose
I’m livin’ my life
And I’m not stoppin’
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