I just need y'all to try to bear with me for a minute While I talk about the pages of my diary Listen up
I remember when I got started my intention was to win But a lot of shit changed since then Some more friends became enemies in the quest of victory But I made a vow, never let this shit get to me I let it pass, so I consider that part of my history And I'm strong; financially, physically Mentally I'm on a whole 'nother level And don't forget that I came from the ghetto Sold a new house for my moms, that's special I let you going shopping till your feet get tired Then a new Benz just for you to ride in When I didn't have it, you provided Don't be surprised that I built an enterprise And my house got a view of the city like a highrise I'm just talking to my diary, I'm just talking to my diary
When I open up my book I think about the world later No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind I'm just staring at the sky, you probably thinkin' I'm high I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary
Now puff-puff-pass got a nigga having flashbacks I remember how it used to be Now my money like NASDAQ, my checks you can cash that I remember how it used to be
I used to be a starving artist so I would never starve an artist This is my passion, it's where my heart is It gets the hardest when I think about the dearly departed Like the nigga I started with I know Eazy can see me now, looking down through the clouds And regardless, I know my nigga still proud It's been a while since we spoke but you still my folks We used to sit back, laugh and joke Now I remember when we used to do all-nighters You in the booth and Cube in the corner writing Where Ren at? Shout out to my nigga Yella Damn, I miss that Shit, a nigga having flashbacks
When I open up my book I think about the world later No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind I'm just staring at the sky, you probably thinkin' I'm high I'm just, I'm just, I'm just talking to my diary