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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John David Jackson
John David Jackson
Songwriter
Sidney "Omen" Brown
Sidney "Omen" Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Merlin Bobb
Merlin Bobb
Executive Producer
DJ Clue
DJ Clue
Executive Producer
Duro
Duro
Mixing Engineer
Skåne
Skåne
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Engineer
Omen
Omen
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's easy to look at my life and don't see no pain
I remember takin three, four trains to re-cocain
Standing in the lobby during sleet, snow, rain
Waiting for fiends, with a pint of beef lo'mein
[Verse 2]
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 Ralphie's every time my trees showed stains
[Verse 3]
I was lucky I ain't seized or maim
Get shot or stuck up standing at them see-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 three, four lanes
I'm still here
[Verse 4]
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 have believed that one day I'd be trapped in, no
[Verse 5]
I just want some peace of mind
****'s will risk havin' cuffs on their wrists for this
For this masterpiece on mine
Know that I'ma squeeze until the top of my piece recline
I can't see myself in back of a Caprice confined
[Verse 6]
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 Jordan's at Easter time
[Verse 7]
Some be like, at least you signed
But that just make it easy
To get pointed out at precinct lines
All y'all can see is every piece be dime
And I be gettin' Nikes
Before they even get released sometimes
[Verse 8]
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
[Verse 9]
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 have believed that one day I'd be trapped in, no
[Verse 10]
Sometimes I wish I could go way back when
I could walk through and ain't nobody know Jay Jackson
Everything was okay back then
Now everybody playin' a cool role and I know they actin
[Verse 11]
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 **** with me be eager
To show they Mac-10s
[Verse 12]
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
[Verse 13]
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
Bring those gray plaques in
[Verse 14]
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 have believed that one day I'd be trapped in, no
[Verse 15]
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
Written by: John Jackson, Sidney Brown, sidney runthings
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