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
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 bass 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 %#@!

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