How Life Changed

[T.I.] Ay say K.T., I remember bruh, standin out ten of us Flip a bird, split it up, antenna stickin up For crooked cops patrollin if the red dog rollin all the dope I'm throwin, fuck a jail, I ain't goin tonight Quick to pull a fo'-fo' in a fight Under the street lights rollin the dice We were so enticed, by niggas like slick money and ice We figure prison it just come with the life, along with losin your life And there was no way we thought We'd go to jail for e'ry case we caught For all the yay we bought, not a dime did we say we borrowed Bought damn near every pair of J's 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'd brawl, that A.K. on call When I think about all we done It's amazin to see how far we've come Remember? Ay [Hook: Mitchelle'l] Ohhh! Oh-ohhh! I remember walkin (walkin) Didn't have a dollar in my pocket (in my pocket) Now I'm watchin stocks like what's the options (options) Uh-huh (uh-huh) uh-huh (uh-huh) how life's changed I remember hustlin (hustlin) Tryin to keep these crooked cops off us (off us) Now I read about it in my office (in my office) Uh-huh (uh-huh) uh-huh (uh-huh) how life's changed [T.I.] Ay say C-Rod, remember days we was slangin the hard? In a crib with no lights we used to stay in the dark Remember Cap and Mac Boney man, they were retarded I don't know who kept us laughin the hardest Since our stacks is the largest, didn't take us long to corner the market I remember every day was a party 15, 16, was dreams of bein cocaine bosses In pursuit of that we made so many terrible choices Like the time we made away with that millenium From the dealership before our day, wasn't we killin them? Late nights, gun fights, high speed chases So close to the good life we tasted Damn the consequences pimp, if it's a chance we'd take it First case a month in juvenile and get probation When I think about all we done It's amazin to see how far we've come Remember? [Hook] [Scarface] We started small time, dope game hustlin that cocaine Interstate traffickin, high feelin no pain Numb to the fact that we was poisonin our own kind I ain't give a fuck, he gettin his so I want mine Young'n with that attitude, somebody finna give me that I ain't give a fuck, how I got it, it was real as that So if I had to peel a cap, 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 who raised 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, may not be the same game We done found some brand new money, still we maintain The same integrity we upheld in the street light Livin a motherfuckin dream nigga singin like [Hook] w/ Scarface ad libs