[Intro: T.I.]

Ay... say, pimp...

This to er'body strecthed out behind the walls...

Countin' days on they calendar...

Flippin' pages month to month...

Ay, man, I'ont give a damn how other folks treat ya, man

I just wanna-- I wanna let ya know, pimp

Y'een missin' nothin', homeboy... real talk

 

[Chorus: T.I.]

I know the time seem long, just try and keep strong

Put on ya headphones and rewind this song

Remember you ain't missin' nothin', homes

I promise you ain't missin' nothin', homes

Hey, just know the club on hold and the broads on pause

You get home, it's gon' be waitin' on y'all

So dawg, just know fa real you ain't missin' nothin', homes

I promise you ain't missin' nothin', homes

 

[Verse 1]

On er'ythang

My uncle did a decade

Came home, hit the ground runnin' gettin' paid

Like he never did a day

Hit the streets niggas still in the same place they was

'Fore he went in the chain gang and doin' the same thing

Cuz the game go on, you only do two days in the joint

The day you get locked up and the day you go home

I know it feel like the world passin' you by

Like shit happenin' everyday out there that you'ont know bout

E'rytime you call home ya baby mama show out

And ya pat'nas don't even send you flicks from when they go out

But don't worry bout it or stress it cuz shawty, know what?

The time do itself, all you gotta do is show up

Keep layin' down, wakin' up and thankin' the Lord

And 'fo you know it they gon' open the doors, true story

Just prepare yourself for it, if you ain't got a plan

What you need with a second chance? Shit, you gon' blow it

Learn and visualize what you tryna do

And do the time, homeboy don't let the time do you

They say the time just flew in the streets

Hard to believe from in there but you'll see soon as you on the streets

 

[Chorus]

 

[Verse 2]

Probably thinkin' easy for me to say from here in the booth

But they showed you, they'll put me in there with you

Right now locked down in the state of the feds, lay in the bed

Playin' this over and over as you say in ya head

"Yeah... next time I'ma be straight

Just count down to my release date..." piece of cake

My nigga Cap right now servin' a life sentence

For a murder he committed in his self-defense

And in such good spirits shawty ain't even trippin'

And I could be right in there with him, no bullshittin'

He on his ninth year now just waitin' to get out

Got me thinkin' my shit ain't even worth complainin' about

Cuz it can still be worse fa sho

So you waitin' on me to lose hope you got to kill me first

I talked to my nigga Big Meech

Had to tell him the streets miss him just as much as he miss the streets

Had to let him know whenever he released

We hittin' the club like '03, this time it's on me

Yeah we laugh, reminisce for a minute and then

I tell him just know ain't nobody ever did it as big

It'll never be the same in this city again

Closest you'll get is me and Jeezy and them

So dawg, if it seem like you left behind, ten steps behind

Just know it only get better with time, fa real

 

[Chorus]

 

[ad-libs to fade]