I'm on the pursuit of happiness, and I know
Everything that shine ain't always gonna be gold
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit
Feelin' lit, feelin' right, 2 AM, summer night
I've got some issues that nobody can see
And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
I bring them to the light for you, it's only right
This is the soundtrack to my life
I got 99 problems and they all bitches
Wish I was Jigga man, carefree livin'
So if I slip away, if I die today
The last thing you remember won't be
About some apple bottom jeans
With the boots with the fur
Nigga, the cops outside
Lock up the house
We keep the team on high
Some gold in they mouth
And if I die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul, to take
Up, up, and away
Cause they gonna judge me anyway, so whatever
