[Verse 1: Berner]

Yeah, I'm still the same dude that you met back then

I got my shit bustin' hard and I don't act like them

I let the candy paint drip like the cocaine sniff

I'm dope and I don't know 'bout days like this

I leave the house and pray to god they don't raid my shit

It's hard, I spent my whole life taking risks

Hit the mall, spend a grip on a couple of fits

New kicks and I know they don't hustle like this

Big faces, no twenty's, not even a fifty

So much money in my pocket that my jeans don't fit me

Remember high school, it was three for fifty

Not that OG, but it was green and sticky

I upgraded from yellow gold to platinum

And lost a lot of friends when I started rappin'

I never finished school, I was caught in traffic

No metal on me homie cause my Glock is plastic

[Chorus]

I was young, I was gettin' my cake though

Now I'm out of state, letting that weight go

I pray for another day, cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

Yeah, I'm riding to that Pac, sippin' lean and smokin'

All Eyez on Me, Picture Me Rollin'

Yeah, I pray for another day, cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

[Verse 2: Berner]

I get letters from the pen, they wanna keep him in

He can't wait to get out and play the streets again

It gets hard out here in these streets we're in

It's dry and I can't wait to eat again

Fresh money, brand new and crispy

When I'm broke it feels like the whole worlds against me

My baby mother still screaming at my face

Calling me a loser cause I send things outta state

I guess I'm just a drug dealer, living day by day

If you feel the same way and can't take a break

Then you feel my pain, it's like I'm paralyzed

Cause I'm stuck right here, this is where I die

Fuck a 9-5, I couldn't wear a tie

And this kinda lifestyle makes my parents cry

I got a kid now, it's time to make a change

When I open up that door I hear her say my name

[Chorus]

I was young, I was gettin' my cake though

Now I'm out of state, letting that weight go

I pray for another day, cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

Yeah, I'm riding to that Pac, sippin' lean and smokin'

All Eyez on Me, Picture Me Rollin'

Yeah, I pray for another day, cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

[Verse 3: The Jacka]

Up early in the morning, the sun ain't up yet

Thinking about murder, cause mayne I'm upset

Erase another line off the plate, watch the sun set

Soon as you come out the house, it'll be your last breath

But you never came out the house, so I'm out here

Trying to pay bills in the drought, gotta kill again

Never leave the steel at the house, never sleep again

Cause I miss out on so much when I'm in my dreams

So I'm out late on the fourth, trying to shake the bing

Niggas getting breaded of course, but it never seems

To be enough, I'm insane, I be seeing stuff

Ran for the petty club, golds with my ones

Look, I must be having fun, but it's not a game

Two stepping with my gun, feelin' like a king

Head bustas like wassup, tryna' join the team

Sick I'm on the meth pushers then we split the cheese

[Chorus]

I was young, I was gettin' my cake though

Now I'm out of state, letting that weight go

I pray for another day, cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

Yeah, I'm riding to that Pac, sippin' lean and smokin'

All Eyez on Me, Picture Me Rollin'

Yeah, I pray for another day, cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt