[Chorus: Dave Hollister] - 2X
That's when I was wylin out
I couldn't care less about
Someone gettin hurt, I did my share of dirt

[Perion]
I went from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
Stayin in the best suites for weeks
In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
By the phone, hopin I'll call, everyday that I'm gone (alright)
Need connections, to make ends meet ma
In both directions, just to stay on my feet (huh)
Thinkin bout me when I got mouths to feed
A spouse and two seeds (yeah) they need me to eat (that's right)
Take out time to check myself
Thinkin it wasn't really me, silly me
No wonder you can't feel me, thinkin while I'm out I'm cheatin
Wylin out and freakin - blacks, whites and peurto ricans
While I'm hardly sleepin (me and the kids hardly eatin)
Seekin God for help cuz we hardly speakin (that's right)
If it took God to bring me home (uh-huh) bring Jerome
To see that I was wrong, now David sing the song (uh-huh)

[Chorus] - 2X

[Hahz the Rippa]
Yo, aiyyo I sold drugs, sold coke, weed and dope (whattchu need?)
Sold shirts and socks, I even sold soap
Got too small for me, I sold my old coat (uh)
Walked in jewelry stores, and stole gold ropes (yes I did)
Look around, it's no cops, I wanna shoplift
But who gon' give me a lift to go shop? (watch out!)
Get my rhyme on, clothes I tried on
And I walked out with, like the ones I got on (yeah)
Commitin crimes, fiends; I was givin 'em dimes
Under 25 and was still livin with moms
I just love the dough, I gotta get plenty (yo)
Used to trick with strippers with counterfeit twenties (whassup)
The streets that kept me hungry and left me bummy
I sold candy for my school and kept the money (alright)
In stolen cars I'm gettin chased -- I had to chill cuz
(Dave: I was bout to catch a case!)
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