Intro:
On this road called life – there’s a fork in it,
You can either go to the left or to the right – you choose,
But they both have a guaranteed end – they both have a promise,
This is the promise… this is the promise.

Verse 1:
This Year I’m so alive – my predecessor died – now I’m the other guy, (say goodbye)
I never cried,- let a tattoo tell the story – cause sometimes I lied, (no lie)
I had to get right – the OG’s on my block told me put a few dots on me, pitch a few rocks for me, bust a few shots for me,
And when it’s all over homie you gone get the glory, (shine)
But I know better, cause last year my fam did it all and still got wet up, (pour it out)
They never let up – down people in the hood keep you down,- never get up, (hold me!)
It’s like a set up – 25 to life or get to know the nurse on a first name basis – that forever stay list,
Or what’s worse man, you can get the hearse cause I learned…

Chorus:
From Pac to Big Papa,
It’s one of them 3 dots yeah,
Mi vida loca,
Or life beyond measure,
No matter where you’re from – this where you’re goin’ if you runnin’ with me,
History is a prophet,
Two roads and both pay what they owe.
From Tookie to Monster,
It’s one of them 3 dots yeah,
Mi vida loca,
Or love they can’t top yet,
No matter where you’re from – this where you’re goin’ if you runnin’ with me,
History is a prophet,
Two roads and both pay what they owe.

Verse 2:
On GP – an empty ____ guarantee – what that really means to me, (what I'm talkin bout)
Cause some people think loyalty is comfortable and that includes family, (see)
But street law speak “money over everything” and that includes family,-
My folk call me family – “really” man you kill me, (call me) Cuzz (call me) Blood – ain’t that so ironic?
And now frankly I’m offended – cause really from the start man – we all need our daddies – honestly I’m lonely – that’s why my hood own me – I understood the cost man – when they put me on,- but they buy my mama groceries – corner pay my light bill – walk my,- talk my,- understand my,- man they speak my language – relate to my anguish – motivate my hustle – it’s a hustle cause they promise me reward when they only pay me damage…. I LEARNED!

(Chorus)

Vamp:
No matter where you’re from, this is where you’re goin’ if you runnin’ with me,
No matter where you’re from, this is where you’re goin’ if you runnin’ the street,
No matter where you’re from, this is where you’re goin’ I guarantee,
History’s a prophet, two roads and both pay what they owe.
(Repeat 2x’s)