PRE-HOOK (Anderson Scott):
Shawty, I gotta go/ When I'm gone, I ain't coming back no more/ If you loved me, you would wanna see me grow/ so even though it might cause you woe- I gotta go..

VERSE ONE (Anderson Scott):
..We had a blast/ Chillin' watching movies- a little puff, puff, pass/ We shared a couple laughs, our chemistry was super/ We exchanged views on the art of Kama Sutra/ But then, my position switched, when I heard that little clock go 'tick'/ That was it/ I knew that it was time to refurbish my design/ and what we had was fun, but wasn't furthering my grind/ I'm sick of teaching all these kids that's not mine/ I wanna have a youngin who can watch his Pops shine/ So although you are fine, I gotta decline/ All future endeavors together- wait, why are you crying?/ There comes a time in every man's life, when he analyzes the wrongs and rights/ I know it's trife/ I hit your heart with that knife, that night/ the next day I prayed about it and met my future wife/ (damn) I know you think that's despicable/ Triflin' Pitiful, all adjectives applicable/ But that muscle in my chest- with the arteries and ventricles/ Is nothing short of unpredictable/ So it's not you -it's me,/ I'm going through some changes- 30 years old is the new puberty/ I gotta get my life right, I've come to that decision/ But I gotta leave you to start my mission..

HOOK (Coco Jones):
I had to leave (go)/ Walk away (go)/ But I see clearer now, better than before/ No regrets, its all love/ I had to let go of yesterday- and I'm better (better)

VERSE TWO (Anderson Scott):
From the very first time I walked through your doors/ You'd clap for me, snap for me- sometimes you'd roar/ I jumped off your stage, rolled around on your floors/ And copped every appetizer shown on your board/ All them days of chillin on your back porch? (Lord)/ My brain cells decreased and creativity soared/ I met my best friends there, bagged a bunch of chicks there/ Shit, I kicked Spoken Word over your kick snares/ I made chips there/ But now that I'm gettin' a nationwide buzz- I think I'm too good to spit there?/ Real fuckin rap-- you consistently supported real fuckin rap/ But your vibe is so grimey/ and grimey rappers stopped gettin shine in the 90's/ I wanna be at Summer Jam- I wanna push a Range/ Not rapping for a homeless man begging me for change/ Everybody in the 'A' can admit/ the scene wouldnt be the same if you didn't exist/ I travel 'round the world- giving party people fits/ But still I itch to be on your list- I can't resist/ So now I'm rolling down Spring Street, reminiscing/ Missing your cheap ass beers and Jerk Chicken/ But listen, the world's witnessin my ascension/ So I had to leave home to start my mission..


HOOK (Coco Jones):
I had to leave (go)/ Walk away (go)/ But I see clearer now, better than before/ No regrets, its all love/ I had to let go of yesterday- now I'm better (better)