[Verse 1: Ben Al] She ain't teach me how to eyeball this All the slang and codes names or what an eightball is Or what's a good and bad price Or how to turn one into two to make twice Or the David Blaine hand to hand exchange in plain sight What a thousand 20's weigh Or takin weight on a plane and still havin a safe flight Or how to keep everything tight Or how to take a loss and get back the same night Or how to take a couple bites and get mine off the same slice See I ain't the same guy I was back in '05 Livin with my mother in another way of life Then my situation wasn't the same as the one I was in I made somethin from nothin and dug into my appetite for destruction Now I can spot undercovers in disguise So I'm never gettin caught up Not my momma son, but one the cold world brought up [Hook] Not the same kid you knew from back in the day sh** changes so when it does you go a different way, So you Seein the side of me my momma didn't raise You seein the side of me my momma didn't raise Not the same kid you knew from back in the day From gettin blazed and laid or hustlin gettin paid, So you Seein the side of me my momma didn't raise You seein the side of me my momma didn't raise [Verse 2: Ben Al] She ain't teach me how to roll these papers Smoke hash or unwrap and wrap these Vegas Talk gla**/ Ash catchers and percolators Take dabs butane made from Purple hazes No...She just taught me how to read and spell Not how to french inhale or even how to keep the smell Out the hallway of the Donovan house in D.C., Or sh** that I can and can't say when I'm in B.C., Or how to pace a half p to last me a week's time Think on my feet high/ see police chink eyed Sick flowed and pink-eyed, sneaking weed and some blunts In the club in my Levi's to roll up in the V.I P wit my homies homegrown in a stogie At a new spot in L.A. whole section is smokey My momma one and only boy doin my own thing Gettin high as I wanna not doin what momma told me [Hook] Not the same kid you knew from back in the day sh** changes so when it does you go a different way, So you Seein the side of me my momma didn't raise You seein the side of me my momma didn't raise Not the same kid you knew from back in the day From gettin blazed and laid or hustlin gettin paid, So you Seein the side of me my momma didn't raise You seein the side of me my momma didn't raise [Verse 3: Ben Al] Cause she ain't teach me how to mack hoes Big time b**hes and act like an a**hole Un-gentleman like cause I'm bout hittin tonight But hit me wit too much trivia you'll be gettin a lie sh**, you know how I get down, I keep it real in my music So listen or look stupid when you be f**in wit Ben Al Don't get my wrong I'm down to do what you talkin bout If you know what I'm all about at your spot Ima hit and I'm out And if you at the crib you get the dick then you gotta bounce Satisfied without a doubt, you ain't gotta go home But you gotta get out my house, Ima put my robe on Roll up on the couch and get the remote control goin Hoes its a new day, I don't play or do games I don't even do dates just do dirt with roommates Both doin it well got me feelin like I'm Cool J Sorry momma I'm just an outlaw of the new age [Hook]