[Verse 1 - T.I.]. Ay say KT. I remember bro standing out ten of uh. Flip a bird split it up. Antenna stickin' up. For crooked cop patrollin'. If the rad-doh rollin. All the dough I'm throwin'. Fuck a jail I ain't going tonight. Quick to pull a 4-4 in the fight. Under the street lights. Rollin' the dice. We was so enticed. By niggas like slick money and ice. We figure prison end should come with the light. Along with losin' your life. And there were no way we thought. We'd go to jail for any case we caught. For all the yay we bought. Not a dime did we say we borrowed. Bought damn near every pair of jeans at the mall. Had our way with the broads. Hit the rink but we ain't skatin' at all. Seem like every other day we brawl. That AK on call. When I think about all we done. It's amazing to see how far we come. Remember. [Chorus - Mitchelle'l]. I remember walkin'. Didn't have a dollar in my pocket. Now I'm watching stocks like whats the options. Oooh Oooh. Oooh Oooh. How life's changed. I remember hustlin'. Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us. Now I read about it in my office. Oooh Oooh. Oooh Oooh. How life's changed. [Verse 2 - T.I.]. Ay say C-Roy. Remember days we was slangin' the hard. In a crib with no lights. We used to stay in the dark. Remember Captain Mac bonin' man. They were retarded. I don't know who kept us laughing the hardest. Since our sacks was the largest. Didn't take us long to corner the market. I remember everyday was a party. 15 16 with dreams of being cocaine bosses. In pursuit of that. We made so many terrible choices. Like the time we made away with that Millennium. From the dealership. Before our day won we killin' em. Late nights. Gun fights. High speed chases. So close to the good life we taste it. Damn the consequences pimp. If it's a chance we take it. First case a month in juvenile and get probation. When I think about all we done. It's amazing to see how far we come. Remember. [Chorus]. [Verse 3 - Scarface]. We started small time dope game. Hustlin' that cocaine. In the state traffickin'. High feeling no pain. Numb to the fact. That we was poisoning our own kind. I ain't give a fuck. He gettin' his so I want mine. Young and with that attitude. Somebody finally gimme that. I ain't give a fuck how I got it. It was real as that. So if I had to peel a cat. Somebody was dead then. Since I'm a killer. That's the condition my head's in. Can't work too hard to get my money. I refuse to. Slave for the next man a raise nigga fuck you. These streets are 9 to 5. You want it we can get it for ya. And even though they steady changin'. This is still a hustle. Still got them same rules. Man I be the same game. We'd even found some brand new money. Still we maintain. This ain't integrity. We upheld in the street life. Livin' the mother fuckin' dream. Niggas singin' like.... [Chorus]. By: Aqs