That's the year that I was born
Nothing turned to something
That's the year that I was born
Nothing turned to something
Through the struggle, I grew up in the jungle
My stomach, it would rumble
And I would always gamble
And I make my own judgement
And I learn from my mistakes
And then I cry my own tears
Speaking about tears, R.I.P to Beverly
I should've known, I should've called
But I delayed coz I thought you'd be ok
That's the day you went away
But we try to live it right
And the more you live it right,
You just keep on losing lives
And the lives were living right
Three businesses my nigga
Swear to God i'm still broke
Like a bamboo tree, you gotta
Many people lose patience
And believe what they're told
'till we drive the Ranger Rover
Man we tired of leftovers
I don't wear no make-overs
Many people broke my heart
It just made my heart colder
My daily life is like a soldiers'
I would give my last dime to a stranger
But I never run out, instead I runover
I don't drink, i'm always sober
Doesn't really make me better
But my thoughts are really sober
That's the year that I was born
Nothing turned to something
That's the year that I was born
Nothing turned to something