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]