[Intro: Obie Trice]
 
 Yeah
 
 Ride wit me
 
 Come ride wit Trice, man
 
 I brought my man wit me
 
 Curtis Interscope Jack (ha ha)
 
 Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif' (Yeah)
 
 Holla at 'em
 
  
  [Chorus: 50 Cent]
 
 Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be
 
 It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie
 
 Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be
 
 It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie
  
 
 [1st Verse: Obie Trice]
 
 They say Obie Trice gone, look at em
 
 Back then I was Mike Jones, who would even look at 'em?
 
 Now I recite songs with icons, see I come from convicts and crumbs
 
 My nigga, listen, it's transition shows his ambitions
 
 Nuttin less then the man getting off his ass and vanishing
 
 Into the world of ass kissing, witness him with Ashton Kutcher
 
 Now they ask for pictures, autographs, signatures
 
 Went from rags to riches to getting ass from bitches
 
 It's hard to grasp the situation at hand
 
 When you used to have to ask for digits
 
 Now they pass em to you like easy fast for tickets
 
 Classic isn't it? Coming from a past with a casket
 
 Dips from beneathe the grass, so you're cremated to ashes
 
 Nigga, created from the crap, this is past fictious
 
 Fif, tell em how we was when we last wen' visit
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 [2nd verse: Obie Trice]
 
 And now the spotlight's on Trice
 
 But back when the spot life was Trice
 
 I always kept beside a spot for a mic, despite
 
 Wrongs and rights, I would write after I slung white
 
 To homes on the pipe, I had a notion I would be bi-costal
 
 But being across the ocean is la vida loca
 
 And vada loco, I'm in Janayo
 
 Konecheewa in Tokyo, it's sushi with eel
 
 I got a taste for that pompies chopping up in Brazil
 
 Drinking the finest wines in France on the hill
 
 Now how real is he to come from where we get killed
 
 To having all his dreams fulfilled, look out
 
 I got fantasies of being in Italy where the women be
 
 Offering me the cooch-o, eating on arsobuco
 
 Awesome, I know, so often, we just reach the coffin
 
 And never get to see what the world's offering
  
 
 [Chorus]
  
 
 [Outro]
 
 [50 Cent]
 
 Yeah
 
 Things change man
 
 You know, get a chance to travel
 
 See the world and you start to look at things a lil different
 
 [Obie Trice]
 
 You ain't bullshitting
 
 Cuz I ain't never thought I'd see it out the hood
 
 Heh, look at a nigga now