At 17 years old I started runnin' the streets
Man, I had some fun in the streets
11, 12, sometimes 1 in the streets
By 18 I started seeing the sun in the streets
My mom started trippin' on me
Like Will, you gotta choose your friends carefully
Like, I trust you but please call me
And when you have kids of your own you'll see
I'ma be here when all your friends won't
But I was busy hollerin'
Parents just don't,understand
Now here I am with a family
Runnin' the lines she ran on me
We ain't always see eye to eye
But Mom, on your principles 
Now I rely, you got me tastin' my toes

CHORUS
I didn't know
Momma told me don't go down that road
But I gotta go where I gotta go
So take your fool telling me I told you so

I used to roll hard with this dude named Chuck
Rollin' in my car with this dude named Chuck
My Mommy really liked this dude named Chuck 
She thought he was really and polite, Chuck
And me used to roll out faithfully, inevitibly
You see Chuck, you gon' see