I wonder what I'd do if I what I know now? (x3) Yeah, Uh, Uh Yo, Yo, Yo
1:]
Well my mom would give me loose hugs, I choose to use drugs Idolizing thug life as I up at night I'd find a person steal a few bucks, cause I was trying to get high and I was broke as fuck Find a way to get to heaven, unlikely. I'm not sayin' I'm the kid I'd like to be I'm just tryin' to visualize what like for me, I grew tougher cause no one else would fight for me
I wonder what I'd do if I what I know now (x3) But I ain't followed on the I chose to go down I wonder what I'd do if I knew I know now (x3) But I ain't followed on the I chose to go down
Time is limited, life we be livin' it, thinkin' that infinite, times we be givin' in (x4)
Yo, Yo, Yo
2:]
Around that time I gained all sorts of other bad Skippin' class, drunk and call each other faggots I became an addict, I'd say September; Black out and hook up with girls I remember but I remember when I in love with beats, every time I hear "Troy", thinkin' M.B.A Street I was smart, at the start, switched to art I cheated Got myself good marks, most the time I was Forgettin' memories, like been deleted the price you pay to make them press rewind and then repeat it That's why I my soul, deep inside my music I got a wonderful and you can use it, but My presence has been (respresently?) impressin' you in pressin' you to present me with presents of pussy and food... And makin' fall into a better mood, life's a bitch then you die so we be gettin' through
I wonder what I'd do if I knew I know now (x3) But I ain't followed on the path I to go down I wonder I'd do if I knew what I know now (x3) But I followed on the path I chose to go down...
3:]
I done some dumb shit just to get head, and punched a wall a couple times until my fucking fist bled Over bitches and mistakes, I was mislead. I you, miss class, but can't nobody miss death So I'm puttin' all I can inside this stressed, get vexxed, depressed, weed, sex, regress, reset, reflect, recess, we fresh, we blessed, we next...
Yeah, We next...
hugs... Yo Yo..
Well my mom would give me loose hugs, because I to use drugs Idolizing thug as I grew up Late at night I'd find a person a few bucks, cause I was trying to get high and I was broke as fuck
Time is limited, life we be livin' it, thinkin' that infinite, times we be givin' in (x4)