like a man from atlanta
a man from cali
turned africa into miami

I be in hawaii
catch me in paris
I be at home barely
I sleep when 'm buried
what I need some sleep for
went to japan and made a milli in a week love

I tell you why

couse I'm in my own world
where else would I be?
it's your last chance to see what I see

(I got's to talk
I gotta tell what I feel
I gotta talk about my life as I see it)

we got it working like back in the eighties
see the money, they don't move me
we'll have a conversation
I know you'll quote me

I travelled the seven seas
flying high
smoking better trees

whatever haters say
I'm as real as they come
in a blink of an eye I was there
but now I'm gone

I tell you why

'cause I'm in my own world
where else would I be?
it's your last chance
to see what I see

'cause i'm in my own world
where else would I be?
it's your last chance
to keep up with me

you couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man