It was right around the time
I thought, I had to move back with my moms
I had to sell my first lowrider
Half way to the top
With the sleep
Woke up at the bottom
They turned off my lights
I lit candles and I plotted
Got it before
Getting it again shouldn't be a problem
Every month dropped something
Then ended up in Double X-L
Put a nigga on the cover
Made the freshmen ten like a year before my brother Wiz
Rap hustling and we rocked there what we win
Then I tried to start to start a bidness with Damon
Charged that to the game, learned some thangs
I thought I earned some change
But fuck it mayne, it's all the same
I'd live the same life again
If it don't kill ya
It'd just make you realer
Stepping into the house shoes of a big wheeler
Always wrote my own rules
This jet life nigga
Remembering when I couldn't smoke in the buildings
Now the executives is dancing on the ceiling
I've been moving around, moving around trying to get it
