Took a look inside myself
To figure out what nigga’s ‘bout
When they think that the grass is green
But it ain’t always what it seems
It ain’t always it is
It ain’t always what it could be
Yo’ bitch gave the kid a woody
Now I’m riding ‘round the city
In her car to the nearest bar
Intercontinental, hello!
I’ma need a rental
When I land in San Francisco
Grab a pencil, jot it down
I’ma give some info
Follow whatever you chose
But make sure you set a goal
Know your price, know your limit
If you write it, better send it
I’ma need a rider like Winona when I get up in it
If I’m in it, know she looking like a centerfold
Love it when she touch her toes
I might have to strike a pose
Looking for a sad, pale bitch to get in my soul
Where she at?
Heaven knows, probably jamming Interpol
I said a bad, pale bitch to get in my soul
Where she at?
Heaven knows, but let’s get back to setting goals.

Don’t go chasing waterfalls
Don’t-don’t go chasing waterfalls

If you weak, if you can’t deal with the heat
If you can’t take a chance, and take a try
Take a look at I
Take a look and tell me I don’t know ‘bout all that I don’t know
Cause I all know is that I gotta go, I gotta get it
Get it, headed to New Dehli
Makaveli entered me and told me: “pray a hail mary”
Jail, buried, all results may vary
Know it’s a lil’ scary
Lot of niggas ain’t in cemeteries
No obituaries
Ain’t no record, so here for the record
Here’s a retrospective
If you take a look at me
You’ll see that I am just a man, a human being
Flesh and bone like Flesh-N-Bone
But my shit ain’t in harmony
I’m tryna do what’s true to you
I’m tryna do what’s true to me
And somewhere in-between the two
I’m losing who we used to be
I used to know just what the hell I’m doing
Now it’s new to me
They running up recruiting m
But it ain’t nothing new to me
Used to know just what the hell I’m doing
Now it’s new to me

Don’t-don’t go chasing waterfalls
Listen to
Ri-rivers and the lakes
That you’re used to