[Verse 1]

Time changes, new faces
Old best friends, new strangers
New watch just to keep up with the paces
New game plan, off to new places
I got a feeling I can win this race
I've found my pace
The only thing that you can do for me is please stay out my way [bad word] around my way, unless you got something to pay
Im trying to find a place where I can free my mind
Where i don't need my 9, ain't to need for crime
I ain't worried about losing, focused on winning
God forgive me for my sinning, but this is the beginning[?]
Ugh, I pray to God that I don't catch another sentence
Got a paragraph in case someone wants to listen[?]
Yeah, sometimes I wish I had some wings so I can fly away
And all you haters talking [bad word]  ya'll can die today
Uh, but I then think if I die today
Well if I got to go, make it ride away[?]
Yeah, cause I want to live dying
But if I got to go if I would rather die through trying[?]

[Hook]

We only just began
Yeah I'm here for the [bad word]  the [bad word] 
We only just began
Still nothing new but the money, still nothing new but the money
We only just began

[Verse 2]

And I keep my head up like a point guard
They say I got a shot, shoot for the stars
Please don’t fight my battles I need these scars, cause they make me who I are
Lord knows I came far, but not far enough
My dreams ain’t close enough
I lust for the touch
I’m infatuated wit private jets and such
To ask for, is that too much?
I remember mattresses on the table - no box spring, no bed frame
I refrain from sleep, these dreams keep me awake
I walk around in a cold sweat day dream
On my blackberry, emailing, plotting wit my team
Is it as hard as it seems?
Or hard as we make it?
I gotta make it like it don’t exist
And if you feel me nicca pump ya fist
And if you love me girl, blow a kiss.

[Hook]

We’ve only just begun
Yea I’m here for the [bad word]  la la [bad word] We’ve only just begun
Still nothin’ move but the money
Still nothin’ new but the money
We’ve only just begun

[Verse 3]

Un
Late nights early mornings
And my days are gettin’ longer
When does night [bad word] the morning?
I live my life on the edge
And I woke up hung over, wishin’ I could start over
In my lifetime, regrets look over my shoulder
I hope I’m gettin’ wiser, cause I’m only gettin’ older
I pray tomorrow I make better mistakes
I feel enslaved, I’m over worked and under paid [bad word] But I got on my favorite J’s
I’m jumpin’ out the window, I’m taking a leap of faith
And if you feel me [bad word] pump ya fist
And if you love me girl, blow a kiss