funerals and drivebys/ boy how tha time flies/ its never or now i mean now or never i apologize //she said i love u but u left and then i still tried//tha typa woman that only love u in real time//jus point me to tha nearest kitchen think im still live?/i sold it to him yesterday i seen him he was still hi//richie porter in tha flesh im jus a new edition//i swear i want dis shit but i wont sell my soul to get it//i finished everything i started once i started gettin it//these niggas talk about tha street i neva see em in it//how kum we hate another man whenever he is winnin?//but celebrate when niggas died or spend they life in prison//u pay for one we give u 2 thats how we do division//that way im always in yo pocket like u pay tuition//now niggas pay attention////lil niggas pay attention/he posted pictures wit his pistol now he paralyzed/tha point is u kan purchase one but that dnt mean u certified//when i went to prison they was happy read between tha lines/i knew my bitch had fucked anotha nigga seen it in hero eyes//i dont ever show condolences i dont apologize/kuz they would never let me get a peace like tryna conpromise.......,,,,,,,,so wat is war if u aint ready for tha reprecussion//they kall it higher education but u learnin nuthin//i see tha vision now kuz winnins neva far away//i always knew i was tha one like penny hardaway