Too many days I've spent inside a cage praying that I'll change my ways before I see my final day I'm a product of environments is what they say the life I know I built myself none of it paved for me came up out the country now I'm runnin everything I pulled it out the mud and now this bitch will fuckin sing my trap is doing numbers it's feels so good to be the king my wife is drippin diamonds hand so bright it's hard to see