[Intro: Obie Trice] Yeah Ride wit me Come ride wit Trice, man I brought my man wit me Curtis Interscope Jack (ha ha) Mr. Mathers, my n***a Fif' [Yeah] Holla at 'em [Hook: 50 Cent] Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie [1st Verse: Obie Trice] They say Obie Trice gone, look at em Back then I was Mike Jones, who would even look at 'em? Now I recite songs with icons, see I come from convicts and crumbs My n***a, listen, his transitions shows his ambitions Nuttin less then the man getting off his a** and vanishing Into the world of a** kissing, witness him with Ashton Kutcher Now they ask for pictures, autographs, signatures Went from rags to riches to getting a** from b**hes It's hard to grasp the situation at hand When you used to have to ask for digits Now they pa** em to you like easy fast for tickets Cla**ic isn't it? Coming from a past with a casket Dips from beneathe the gra**, so you're cremated to ashes n***a, created from the Craft, this is past fictious Fif, tell em how we was when we last wen' visit [Hook] [2nd verse: Obie Trice] And now the spotlight's on Trice But back when the spot life was Trice I always kept beside a spot for a mic, despite Wrongs and rights, I would write after I slung white To homes on the pipe, I had a notion I would be bi-costal But being across the ocean is la vida loca And vada loco, I'm in Janayo Konecheewa in Tokyo, it's sushi with eel I got a taste for that pompies chopping up in Brazil Drinking the finest wines in France on the hill Now how real is he to come from where we get k**ed To having all his dreams fulfilled, look out I got fantasies of being in Italy where the women be Offering me the cooch-o, eating on ossobuco Awesome, I know, so often, we just reach the coffin And never get to see what the world's offering [Hook] [Outro] {50 Cent} Yeah Things change man You know, get a chance to travel See the world and you start to look at things a lil different {Obie Trice} You ain't bullsh**ting Cuz I ain't never thought I'd see it out the hood Heh, look at a n***a now