[Verse 1]
Been on edge since '93, and I was born in '94
In '94, I told the Lord to roll the weed up for my boys
'95 I was so high, I couldn't think of '94
In '96, I asked the weed and started reaching for my toys
Didn't wanna leave my mama, i was screaming making noise
Noisey, I think I'm Vice, what's ya vice when ya bored?
'97, Jii crazy all in Vice City baby
'98 was still the same
We ain't think the shit would change
Like a n***a on the block who been trapping for some days
Ain't a day in '99, I think of Y2K
'Cause my laptop ain't a terminator with a K
In the triple 0's, we was making waves, getting paid
Double '01, n***as had the spinners with the braids
Big North Face pockets hid drugs, so you safe
Double '02, I ain't give a fuck about a rule
Used to play the Grindin' beat in classrooms in the school

[Hook]
C'est la vie, vie, vie (x16)

[Verse 2]
'03, I was wylin' when Lebron got drafted
A year later, geekin' just cause Vick was on my Madden
And mandem mad, over there they didn't have it
I had 5, threw it on a dime for a fat spliff
And that was '05, and I fired up the PAQ since
In a '06, 6 series getting lit
7, 8, 9, had a whole bag round 10
Double digits, double 1's
Eleven, I double then in '12
I was like fuck it, I'm finally kicking the bucket
So I grabbed me a dozen of percs and popped a dozen
Blessed that I ain't pop another, I made it to '13
Made it outta high school, ain't go out like CoCheise
Skip '14, fuck it, been burning up all my money
Round '15, fuck it, I finally learned how to budget
Dropped Black, ran the summer
Next summer I'd run another
Way a n***a running, making everyone a runner upper