Yea, Yea
[Verse 1]
I remember, being in school
The kids that sold marijuana, they was super cool
The teacher said they'd never make it
Was it really true? Hell yea
Remember Greg? I saw him working at walmart
Hiding behind some fruit
Just, making an observation
Who am I to laugh at you for an occupation
Well, I'm guilty of gigglin'
Eleventh grade, you got expelled for selling dope
Such a funny predicimate
Your car didn't have a note, your daddy was pitchin' in
Your mom word that extra job at Dillards for Timberlands
I seen brothers of mine go through struggling times
Never seen a kid actin' poor just for his benefit
Mind Blowing
I'm guilty of teasing a few hearts when I needed some lunch
Had that dollar twenty five already
But that MPC was a thousand Dollars
I was saving for months
Needed my own snare, to walk to
I've always had a notepad to talk to
This big a** world to get lost in
Music gave me a door to walk through
So I thank you, Brittany, Sheena, Alisha
Paying for my hashbrowns and pizza
And I gotta thank Greg for the entertainment
Using the frozen food section to hide from strangers, damn
[Hook: Sample]
Now what goes up
Must Come down
X3
But we ain't comin' down
[Verse 2]
I remeber living in the morehouse dorms
Justin worked hard to get accepted
And still, he let me sleep on the floor
And this was '07, Atlanta was music heaven
See Jeezy riding in something that was Tropicana orange
Luda in Lynix mall, Trina at Finish Line
Man we from Memphis, where people barely see dinner time
So much opportunity I went blind
Forget this, and got mine
Get yours, jealousy on the XL
Why they speak 'bout sacrafice like a fairytale?
I don't regret it, don't look at my credit
Just respect it, them nine letters that gave me hell
Nights woken up by the flame, is what I'm about to write
Bring my life something strange
Maybe the title of a king, could be something better
At least I'm smart enough to know nothing last's forever, damn
[Hook]
[Outro]