A Week Ago, Part 2

[Intro: The Game & (DJ Clue)]

Ay Clue? turn me up a lil' bit, the mic and the headphones

(A Week Ago!) all the way up (Part 2!)

It's a true story (The Game!)

(Listen close y'all! Clue?!)

[Verse 1: The Game] & (DJ Clue)

It all started off as a dream, me & you

In the hood sellin' rocks, never thought I would see it through

I was just a hood nigga sellin' crack with deflated hoop dreams

You can't see it by the way the Bentley coupe bling (ha ha!)

I'm fresh out, just tryna keep my shoes clean

While you on TV doin' your 1, 2 thing

On BET sittin' by Free in them blue jeans

Is the reason I waited for you like true fiends

Fast-forward, relationship in full-swing

News headlines read "Game Got A New Fling"

I got a new queen

And after what happened at Hot 97 it's time for a new team

Get Jacob on the phone, cop some new bling

Can't be affiliated if he snitched on

This Rap shit'll leave you scarred

And through it all, you are my ghetto superstar

[Chorus: Mario Winans]

(Ahh) no sleepin', tossin', turnin' (ahh)

Never thought the tables were turnin' (ahh)

Seven days, my heart's still burnin'

Cause it was all just good a week ago (ahh)

Took a chance and now I'm learnin' (ahh)

Real talk, my faith would deter me (ahh)

Seven days, my heart's still burnin'

Cause it was all just good a week ago

[Verse 2: The Game]

It's funny what seven days could change

From the "Dreams" video to a box at the Wizards' game

I give my heart, my house, & this chain

Just to see ya face when the roses came

You wanted me to meet ya family - I'm on the next plane

To eat dinner with ya pops at P.F. Changs

He said he would die for you I told him I'd do the same

And I seen it in his eyes - he could feel my pain

I told you I had a son - you wanted to know his name

Harlem, but the fans call him "Baby Game"

For his birth I was against all odds in the streets

Me, Little Mike, & Fase dodgin' police

Now we in the studio - heads bobbin' to beats

First Jay & Beyonce then Nas & Kelis

Same night I told your pops I would give you the world

I was your +LL+ you was my +Around The Way Girl+

[Chorus: Mario Winans] & (*DJ Clue*)

(Ahh) no sleepin', tossin', turnin' (ahh)

Never thought the tables were turnin' (ahh)

Seven days, my heart's still burnin' (*Jimmy H.!*)

Cause it was all just good a week ago (ahh)

Took a chance and now I'm learnin' (ahh) (*that nigga Diddy!*)

Real talk, my faith (*Clark Kelly!*) would deter me (ahh)

Seven days, my heart's still burnin'

Cause it was all just good a week ago (*come on!*)

[Verse 3: The Game] & (DJ Clue)

I had dreams of lovin' an R&B chick

But I had no idea the shit feel like this

If I told Dre, he wouldn't believe this shit

Me & you at the movies holdin' hands (ha ha!) watchin' Hitch

And even though we both got a lot at risk

We in DC eatin' chicken on a college bench

To my condo in L.A., slap-box, I'm with

Daddy's lil' girl, makin' people Glock and a whip

Now is it that irate that a nigga could relate

To us holdin' each other down on our first date?

You remind me of my nigga, ridin' state to state

She ain't worried about my digits cause we both got cake

You made yours singin' - I made mine off weight

Niggas reach? Take five shots from a .38

And murder was the case that they gave me

[Chorus: Mario Winans] & (*DJ Clue*)

(Ahh) no sleepin', tossin', turnin' (ahh)

Never thought the tables were turnin' (ahh)

Seven days, my heart's still burnin'

Cause it was all just good a week ago (ahh)

Took a chance (*Clue?!*) and now I'm learnin' (ahh) (*Desert Storm!*)

Real talk, my faith would deter me (ahh)

Seven days (*Professional 3!*), my heart's still burnin'

Cause it was all just good a week ago

[Outro: The Game] & (DJ Clue)

DJ Clue! The Professional!

Hurricane, Mario Winans, gangsters need love too

This song is dedicated to (ha ha)

The baddest bitch in the game, she know who she is

(DJ Clue! Professional Part 3! Y'all know what it is! Ha ha!)