[Intro]   (Pooh-Man)      Yeah me and the boy JT Tha Bigga Figga   Straight from west block San Quinn prison   serving five year sentence on a robbery case   This is to everybody I love   Everybody I am going to miss      [Verse 1]   (Pooh-Man)      September fifth   9 a.m.   Courtroom Ten   Turned myself in   Sentenced to five years on a robbery case   Can't forget the look on my women and mothers face   Now I am on the great goose west block thang   32 months now I got lay it down   No more riding with my homies getting high   Just reminiscing about the Eastside   Hit the weight pad   Trying to stay in shape   By the time I get out I have songs for 20 tapes   Family visit's I look forward to   And on my back I got a new tattoo   The 4 the 1 the 5 stripped in my stride now I got's to ride   One day soon I will be home   And my kids and there mother won't be alone      [Hook]      Sentenced to five long years   Room's full of tattoo tears   These 20 years on the compound   Never would I thought I would be penitentary bound   (2x)      [Verse 2]   (JT Tha Bigga Figga)      Never say they flow or flooded with game   10 years done past and now them thangs done changed   Remember the ballers   Remember the shot callers   Remember the times your homies   Were riding around in them 7-7-9 Impalas   Your life man it ain't right for me   Can't do a thang   Just stand in the back and give you a beat down   Homies is missing but ain't no need for reminiscing   Celebrating 'cause all this time you been waiting   At the under spot now make it clever   Now lets start the nation make it a whole lot better   I am thinking about my grip   I have my twist   My freedom and a extra clip   I choose my freedom because I am on my way home   I get to sleep in my bed and get to see my kid   Grow into his manhood   No more waiting on the block   And playing hind and seek from a gang of cops      [Hook]      Sentenced to five long years   Room's full of tattoo tears   These 20 years on the compound   Never would I thought I would be penitrany bound   (2x)      [Verse 3]   (Pooh-Man)      I got a letter from my house my homie just died   Seems nothing ever changes on the Eastside   Waiting, booking reading, eatin,   Penitentary lifestyle is playing with my head   Wish I never did what I done   But it's already done and I can't run   Missing my family and my freedom   I guess you never really know much you really need em   My girls are growing up to be young women   And I'm regretting everyday that there father is not with em   But everybody makes mistakes   Were only human   But reckless was the lifestyle I was pursuing   Smackin brothers jackin brothers   Now everyday the more miss my mother (I love my mother)   I walk around with my head hanging down   Never would I thought I would be penitentary bound      [Outro]   Sentenced to five long years   Room's full of tattoo tears   These 20 years on the compound   Never would I thought I would be penitentary bound   (4x)