T.I.: You ain't missin' nothin

Hey... Say pimp, this to everybody stretched out behind the wall,Countin' days on their calendar...Flippin' pages, month to monthHey man... I don't give a damn 'bout how other folks treat you manI just wanna let you know pimp,You ain't missin' nothin' homeboyReal TalkI know the times seem long,Just try and keep strongPut on your headphones and rewind this songRemember you ain't missin' nothin' homes,I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homesHey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pauseYou get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'allSo dog, just know, for realYou ain't missin nothin homesI promise you ain't missin' nothin' homesOn EverythingMy uncle did a decade,Came home, hit the ground runnin' gettin' paid like he never did a dayHit the streets, nigga still in the same place they were 'fore we went in the chain gang,And doin' the same thing'Cause the game go on, you only did two days in the joint -The day you get locked up and the day you go homeI know it feels like the world passin' you by,Like shit happenin' every day out there that you don't know 'boutEverytime you call home your baby momma show out,And your partners don't even send you flicks from when they go outBut don't worry 'bout it or stress it, cause shawty know what?The time'll do itself, all you gotta do is show upKeep layin' down wakin' up,And thankin' the LordAnd 'fore you know it they gonna open the doorsTrue story, just prepare yourself for it,If you ain't got a plan what you need was a second chance,Shit, you gonna blow it!Learn and visualize what you try to do,And do the time homeboy, don't let the time do youThey say the time just flew on the street,Hard to believe from me never but you'll see soon as you on the streetsProbably thinkin' it's easy for me to say from here in the booth,But they showed ya, they'd put me in there with youRight now, locked down in the state of the fed, lay in the bedPrayin' it's over and over as you say in your headYeah, next time I'm a be straightJust count down to my release date... peace of cakeMy nigga Kap right now, servin' a life sentence for a murder he committed,In self defenseAnd in such good spirits, shawty ain't even trippinAnd I could be right in there with him, no bull shittin'He on his ninth year now, just waitin' to get outGot me thinkin' my shit ain't even worth complainin' about'Cause it could still be worse for sho'So you waitin' on me to lose ho, you got to kill me firstI talked to my nigga Big Meedge, had to tell him the streets miss him just as much as he miss the streetsHad to let him know whenever he released,We hittin' the club like '03, this time it's on meYeah we laugh, reminisce for a minute and then I tell him just nobody ever did it as bigIt'll never be the same in this city again, closest you'll get is me and Jeezy and themSo dog, if it seems like you left behind, ten steps behind, just know it only gets better with time