[Verse]

I guess this is the fade in, eleven pounds at weigh in

I see these people talkin' but I don’t know what they sayin’

I see my arms movin' but I don’t have control

Feel like I’ve been here befo' and they just recycled my soul

'Cause I ain’t been here long, yet I still understand

How to do things like grab whatever's in the palm of my hand

Doctors put me in the cell I thought I’d never get out

Until a couple people scooped me, took me out to they house

And it was then I started learnin' what this place was about

When I’m alone in the room, sometimes I stare at the wall

But I got tired of that and so I started to crawl

Crawlin' done turned in to walkin', walkin' to runnin' to ballin’

Ballin’ to playin’ with other kids until mama was callin' for me

To come inside, run inside, trip on the curb

Skinned my knee on the pavement and said some horrible words

That I heard, from the other little kids 'round the corner of the block

Mama heard me I got popped, so I stopped

Or maybe I just learned how not to get caught

Something's strange, tell me why everything, it startin' to change

I guess this life ain’t all about chasin' material things

And pleasin' me, me, it’s all 'bout mine

I'd do anything just to make that dime

I shouldn’t have never see him pullin' out that dime

It never would’ve made me wanna choose that grind

Now I’m feelin' like everybody's out to get me

Gangbangers took me in, now the hood's ridin’ with me

And I’m livin' in the fast lane, gotta make that fast change

'Cause time change quick, ask Mike Vick

Now my ride clean, I’m only seventeen

Pockets on creatine , I’m on top of the world

I’m in the club free, all in VIP

All drinks on me, I’m on top of your girl

I got a lotta funds, employ the young guns

So I can sit back, and get the kick back

Feel like I’m missin’ somethin' so I bought some mo' stuff

Money, jewelry, houses, cars, women, still it ain’t enough

I gotta get mo', g-gotta get mo'

Because the TV says I need mo' greed, mo'

(Money) Cocaine

(Money) Ball out

(Money) Baby momma

(Money) So I crank it up

I made a little money than I made a bit mo'

With the money that I made from the day befo'

And I ain’t ever had this kind of pay befo'

And these models ain’t never gave me play befo'

'Cause now I’m on, on, spaceship gone

I’m so gone I forgot my home

Didn’t even notice 'cause of all that chrome

And can’t nobody touch it 'cause I’m in my zone

So now I’m in the club chillin’ out one night

Broad came in with a dress so tight

Swag on check, game spit just right

Yada, yada, yada, yada now she my wife

Ten years greater and three jits later

I’m still makin hits, knockin' out these haters

God pullin’ at me but I’ll try that later

'Cause I’m livin’ on the dark side, runnin’ like the Pharcyde

(Hah!) Took a breath, now back at it

Didn’t mention that I picked up a cigarette habit

And it got a little harder to breathe

Doc' said, "Got a disease"

Smoke, smoke, I need that to cope

'Cause life is still cold if you ain’t got hope

The world is a stage so try not to choke

My swag done got so perfect that I feel like I’m surfin’

I sold my soul to Earth, and I wonder if it’s worth it

Cigarettes are testin' me and they gon' get the best of me

Baby mama stressin' me and I thought God was blessin’ me

This ain’t what I thought of when I was getting caught up

In that Terry Benedict, ain’t nobody benefit

All my life was filled with this, now my body feelin’ sick

This is raw as feelin's get, and ain’t nobody feelin’ this

This media is killin' us, but ain’t nobody feelin’ this

I know God is real in this, ain’t nobody feelin’ this

If I could do it all again, I’d do it different

I’d do it different, I’d do it different

[Outro]

If I could do it all again (Is it over?)

I’d do it different (Is it over)

I’d do it different (Is it over for me?)

If I could do it all again (Is it over?)

I’d do it different (Is it over?)

I’d do it different (Is it over for me?)

If I