like a man from atlanta
a man from cali
turned africa into miami
I be in hawaii
catch me in paris
I be at home barely
I sleep when 'm buried
what I need some sleep for
went to japan and made a milli in a week love
I tell you why
couse I'm in my own world
where else would I be?
it's your last chance to see what I see
(I got's to talk
I gotta tell what I feel
I gotta talk about my life as I see it)
we got it working like back in the eighties
see the money, they don't move me
we'll have a conversation
I know you'll quote me
I travelled the seven seas
flying high
smoking better trees
whatever haters say
I'm as real as they come
in a blink of an eye I was there
but now I'm gone
I tell you why
'cause I'm in my own world
where else would I be?
it's your last chance
to see what I see
'cause i'm in my own world
where else would I be?
it's your last chance
to keep up with me
you couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man
