19 Akira
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah
Every day, I get up, every day, I lay down
Every day, I get up, every day, I lay down
Every day, I get up, every day, I lay down
Every day, I get up, every day, I lay down
Every day, you get up, but you can't get laid down
Like you was a verse, I'm a man who makes sounds
Put me in the ring, I'll go for 92 rounds
And all my life I've probably smoked, like, 92 pounds
I remember back when my mother wasn't proud of me
But I can't blame her, at the time everybody doubted me
Nobody could know who the fuck I was about to be
Dropped acid and dark energy surrounded me
Every day, somebody telling me that I won't be shit
The modern MC will find a username to beef with
Do what you gotta do, but in this life you gotta be quick
There ain't enough time in the day, what an agreement
Too scared to step outside the box 'cause you won't be rich right?
I'm having ego-death, nigga, I could be this mic
Attempted suicide, didn't know life could be this bright
And all I had to was look inside and free this light
And momma, I don't give a fuck-shit, I do what I want
Fuck all the shit you think you know, I roll it in my blunt
And smoke that shit in front of you and I won't pass it once
One day I just got up, and I ain't lay down in months, lil' bitch
