[50 Cent Into]
You know what allowed us to make a lot of money on the streets?
When we was selling dope, the samples worked
The small bag
I'm not giving the audience enough time to get high off of something else
Hip-hop consumers are fiends
They will cop from anyone who has something good
[Verse 1: Danny Jams]
Confession
I ain't grow up on poor sh**
But if there was something I really wanted
Your boy knew that he had to Porsche It
Like 400 horses
I made it through the bull like a Taurus
When I lost in my own city like a tourist
I still flourished, floral
Relationships grew with my girl, plural
Found who I am Danny Jams like Pearl
You waisted your level like Urkel
I raised mine up like a hurdle
This straight out the journal
I just read you my blues, thats purple
You got your dreams handed to you and you pawned that sh**
I'd act a frog and hop on that sh**
I'd make the pond my b**h
And live the rest of my life just pondering
[Outro]
Diaries of a psychic
I can see the future 'cause I been there
I need to get back
Your presence is my past
I'm way over all y'all sh**
I'm so ahead of y'all, sh**