I wonder what I'd do if I knew what I know now?
Yeah, uh, uh
Yo, yo, yo
Well my mom would give me loose hugs, because I choose to use drugs
Idolizing thug life as I grew up
Late 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 that I'd like to be
I'm just tryin' to visualize what it was like for me
I grew tougher cause no one else would fight for me
I wonder what I'd do if I knew what I know now
But I ain't followed on the path I chose to go down
I wonder what I'd do if I knew what I know now
But I ain't followed on the path I chose to go down
Time is limited, life we be livin' it
Thinkin' that it's infinite, times we be givin' in
Yo, yo, yo
Around that time I gained all sorts of other bad habits
Skippin' class, gettin' drunk and call each other faggots
I became an addict, I'd say last september
Black out and hook up with girls I don't remember but
I remember when I fell in love with beats, every time I hear "troy", thinkin' m.b.a street
I was smart, at the start, switched to art then I cheated
Got myself good marks, most the time I was weeded
Forgettin' memories, like pieces been deleted
That's the price you pay to make them press rewind and then repeat it
That's why I keep my soul, deep inside my music
I got a wonderful gift and you can use it, but
My presence here has been (respresently?)
Impressin' you in pressin' you to present me with presents of pussy and food
And makin' everybody 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 what I know now
But I ain't followed on the path I chose to go down
I wonder what I'd do if I knew what I know now
But I ain't followed on the path I chose to go down
I done some dumb corny 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 miss you, miss class, but can't nobody miss death
So I'm puttin' all I can inside this breath
Been stressed, get vexxed, depressed, weed, sex, regress, reset, reflect, recess, we fresh, we blessed, we next
Yeah, we next
Loose hugs, yo, yo
Well my mom would give me loose hugs, because I choose to use drugs
Idolizing thug life as I grew up
Late at night I'd find a person steal 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 it's infinite, times we be givin' in
