Charlie Wilson：

Ehhh yeaaah

Oh la sha ba da ba twee twee

Ohh heyy yeaaah

T I：

Hm put it on everything I ever loved

I was born in the bottom no way outta there but selling d**gs

I promised everything I ever did

Was done to get my momma out the ghetto since a little kid

Used to resent the s**t my daddy did

Had it against him till I had a kid

And a baby momma with an attitude

And the baby don't know how to set me and your momma ain't compatible

B***h now every day be shaped

And n***a nowaday reach other levels of hate believe me

And you can tell when you see me

The same *s from the songs and on TV

The lame *s hating hard never be me

The fame might've hit me hard but I'm still me

Hm and who would've ever thought

That y'all *s trappin' raw wouldn't leave till he did it all

I'm a real n***a man I do this s**t for y'all what

May you reach the top pray you never fall no

Do it when the summer falls spring on these *s

Did my thing on these *s

Talking 13 things on these *s

Who will put the King on these *s ride

Drop top through the project

Bumpin 2Pac with a Glock in my RS d**n

I'm sayin'

Charlie Wilson：

I know I swore to myself this life was all behind me yeah

Man I know what I said don't need you to remind me no

But what I need you to do is find another way for me yeah

And if you can't then man just pray for me

Cause here we go again

Another tryin' to fit the bricks and the sticks in the stash

Oh lord

On a steady pace know it ain't a race

Through the speed limit on the dash

Oh lord

I'm on another trip right now

You can't tell me s**t right now

Cause I gotta get it some way somehow

Cause here we go again