I was posted in front of 510 Skateboarding shop, right off Telegraph
Ignoring cops, keeping in my site all the tail to grab
When I noticed in my peripheral view
A homie I met at B-High, ever since we were cool
I looked, as he shouted out
And pulled the gold fronts up out his mouth
Jay walking bold stunt without a doubt
Mid day, exchanged hand slaps and greetings
Think it was a Wednesday felt mad past the weekend
We chopped it up for a moment to see what's happening
Since it's been a minute, back then tagging buildings
With no ceilings in it
On that sober tip, I asked him how he's dealing with it
Claimed that he was over with the fast cash feeling different
After getting jacked he caught a case
The reaction on his face told me things he thought would last
Went all to waste
Stuck in a smaller place, they call 'em quads where they were based
A fraudulent system held with honored grace
But he's free now and back on the streets now
And the dude that trapped him got smacked with a beat down
He said it starts with a couple lines
A couple times, a couple dimes and hella fun
Then he mixed in h**n
Admitted that half of a decade just slipped before his eyes
Experiencing a different form of time
Former crime student of the game
Felt like life would never be the same
When he was living dope sick, when he was living dope sick
When he was living from, dope to dope, dope to dope sick
When he was living dope sick
Felt like life would never be the same
When he was living from, dope to dope, dope to dope sick
When he was living dope sick