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