Текстове на песни:
Changin My Life Focus

on my arm Like a Don's supposed to, Sean Ride with a chauffeur in Gucci loafers And switch to All Stars without losin' focus These rap niggaz hopeless, you can change

So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed My flow, my show brought me the dough That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my cars, my pools, my

em, hey Everyday a star is born Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey And I am one of one Can't you see just along my front? My brain, new Lou

Mass Retain Anderson/Squire My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love. It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my

I'm out on the hustle, I sit and I gussle Hopin' reality done pass me by, right on by And I'm not gonna' sit and lie, all of my life is bein' fine Like

choose/ But what is there to do when your run with this thug life, ooh/ And I can feel your pain, young thugs; Stay focused/ Cauze we can get this money

that it took myself to figure out my mind's gone My mind crack, slide back, look at all the time gone Rewind back, comeback, understand my life gon'

at rap a lot My phone tapped, the feds on my tail Got me paying luxury taxes on everythin' I build True to the ghetto that?s my life You see that house

sellin' dime rocks Gettin' cash to eat with Punchin' a time clock In the ghetto makin' small change Slingin' till the sun up Got to pay my phone bill focusing