[Fabolous humming to the beat]
It`s easy to look at my life and don`t see no pain
I remember takin 3, 4 trains to re cocaine
Standing in the lobby during sleet, snow, rain
Waiting for fiends with a pint of beef lomain
Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drained
But ain`t a Saturday I wasn`t up to see Soul Train
Sometimes I ain`t see no gain
cause I was runnin to Ralphies everytime my trees showed stains
I was lucky I ain`t seized or maim
Get shot or stuck up standin at them C-Lo games
But now shit with these skios changed
I ain`t know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange
Glanced at my neck and didn`t see no chain
Be saying "That`s nasty", wouldn`t give me no brain
Ya`ll surprised F-A-B-O`s sane
In my rolla life, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 lanes
I`m still here
[Chorus]
My moma used to tell me
"Son, you`re gonna make it one day, it`ll happen"
Who knew I`d have what it takes,
to be famous and one day I`d be rappin - no
My papa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared?
Cause one day it could happen"
I dreamed about this game,
but who would of believed that one day I`d be trapped in - no
I just want some peace of mind
Nigga`s will risk havin cuffs on their wrists for this masterpiece on mine
Know that I`m a squeeze until the top of my piece recline
I can`t see myself in back of a Caprice confined
But on a small island, too far for police to find
With girls who look `Rican and Guyanese combined
I gotta make sure my niece is fine
She get every doll for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter-Time
Some be like "At least you signed"
But that just make is easy to get pointed out at precinct lines
All ya`ll can see if every piece be dime
And I be gettin Nikes before they even get released sometime
Youngsters, don`t let these videos geese your mind
It ain`t cool to end up deceased for shine
And if you can`t get the whole pot, just take a piece and grind
Hold your head, your stress will cease in time
[Chorus]
Sometimes I wish I could go way back when
I could walk thru and ain`t nobody know Jay Jackson
Everything was OK back then
Now everybody playin a cool role and I know they actin
I gotta go back through my ol` way packin
These wolves know my jewels is filled with O shade Jacksons
I don`t care as long as my dough stay stackin
But these niggas with me be eager to show they Mack 10s
And I`m the one the PO`s stay trackin
Plus I got all these ducks around the ol` way quackin
These hoes may crack grins
but I swear to God I won`t never take O.J`s actions
If I would`ve let this flow stay packed in
I`d probably be with Nick and `Rome, spending my whole day shacked in
For now I just roll on those eight Jacksons till Clue and Duro
brings those
gray plaques in
Yeah
[Chorus]
One day it`ll happen
That One day I`d be rappin
No
One day it could happen
One day I`d be trapped in
No
