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 cee-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

Y'all 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



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My momma 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

Niggas 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'Shea 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

'til 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