(Ft. Wiley) (Chorus) I’m loving every minute Loving every minute of this life I feel so alive I feel so alive (Verse 1) Put the flag in the sign Toast of my achievement I’m turning on the music frequent So far so good with the numbers and actions Looking at the figures eastern Within a hundred 40k in a week That’s the kind of form I was seekin Bad luck for songs I Was leaking Now when I eat tell ‘em all what I’m peeking sponsored links Done the under crown battle and beefing Burn rays didn’t get paid that’s free chip Now I have a tone and the roads look teeth in Until I thank God that I been here I ain’t given up till I get there On a beat 2 children and a dead chair Came back made it I sat down I’m still Wiley But I got kids now (Chorus x2) I’m loving every minute Loving every minute of this life I feel so alive I feel so alive (Verse 2) Always on the grind no breaks in the ‘lac LA in a dash, pumpin that ba** in the back Lean back, can’t believe where we at Just yesterday, slanging CD’s like crack on the streets like rats Now rats wanna buy my cheese all good, you can eat the jag I’m bumping my own sh** I still can’t believe it Been winning so hard My stripes is bleeding my adidas I’m living all out and I want you to feel it From the paper to the speakers To my prayers, Thank You, Jesus. (Chorus x2) I’m loving every minute Loving every minute of this life I feel so alive I feel so alive (Verse 3) Round the world then back again More hits more chicks no accidents You absent, no access Here to speakers bleed when I mic check Mic check 1, 2 I bless the beat hatchu Ask uncle Snoop, he was there too On a world tour, where were you? Every day I’m trucking promise I won’t stop for nothing My heart beat here like percussion But I love it all or nothing Poppin’ dish with the wakers See I went in with the Lakers Put my dreams down on paper But paper bring out the haters (Chorus x2) I’m loving every minute Loving every minute of this life I feel so alive I feel so alive