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| [00:09.97] | I just need y'all to try to bear with me for a minute |
| [00:12.66] | While I talk about the pages of my diary |
| [00:17.15] | Listen up |
| [00:19.94] | I remember when I got started my intention was to win |
| [00:23.01] | But a lot of shit changed since then |
| [00:24.91] | Some more friends became enemies in the quest of victory |
| [00:28.33] | But I made a vow, never let this shit get to me |
| [00:31.31] | I let it pass, so I consider that part of my history |
| [00:34.76] | And I'm strong; financially, physically |
| [00:37.83] | Mentally I'm on a whole 'nother level |
| [00:40.50] | And don't forget that I came from the ghetto |
| [00:43.06] | Sold a new house for my moms, that's special |
| [00:45.74] | I let you going shopping till your feet get tired |
| [00:48.61] | Then a new Benz just for you to ride in |
| [00:51.91] | When I didn't have it, you provided |
| [00:54.87] | Don't be surprised that I built an enterprise |
| [00:57.28] | And my house got a view of the city like a highrise |
| [01:01.34] | I'm just talking to my diary, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [01:05.91] | When I open up my book I think about the world later |
| [01:08.78] | No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper |
| [01:11.67] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [01:14.39] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [01:17.21] | Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind |
| [01:20.09] | I'm just staring at the sky, you probably thinkin' I'm high |
| [01:22.97] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [01:25.74] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [01:29.07] | Now puff-puff-pass got a nigga having flashbacks |
| [01:31.77] | I remember how it used to be |
| [01:34.42] | Now my money like NASDAQ, my checks you can cash that |
| [01:38.97] | I remember how it used to be |
| [01:39.92] | I used to be a starving artist so I would never starve an artist |
| [01:43.73] | This is my passion, it's where my heart is |
| [01:46.52] | It gets the hardest when I think about the dearly departed |
| [01:49.44] | Like the nigga I started with |
| [01:51.22] | I know Eazy can see me now, looking down through the clouds |
| [01:54.68] | And regardless, I know my nigga still proud |
| [01:57.46] | It's been a while since we spoke but you still my folks |
| [02:00.32] | We used to sit back, laugh and joke |
| [02:02.54] | Now I remember when we used to do all-nighters |
| [02:05.01] | You in the booth and Cube in the corner writing |
| [02:08.25] | Where Ren at? Shout out to my nigga Yella |
| [02:10.98] | Damn, I miss that |
| [02:12.87] | Shit, a nigga having flashbacks |
| [02:14.93] | When I open up my book I think about the world later |
| [02:17.62] | No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper |
| [02:20.53] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [02:23.14] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [02:26.05] | Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind |
| [02:29.01] | I'm just staring at the sky, you probably thinkin' I'm high |
| [02:31.91] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |
| [02:34.56] | I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary |