(feat. The Game & Mario Winans) 

[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 & be if change 
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 
Niggaz 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!)