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