I’ve been in the music industry since I was sixteen years old, touring the world, selling millions of albums—groupies, drugs, alcohol, sex, radio, TV, magazines, videos, money, jewelry, cars, fashion, rap verses, beats, and studios at my disposal for seventeen years straight. Nonstop. I came to prison when I turned 33. The truth is, I never took the time to mature mentally until now, to step outside of my little fast-paced world and see what needed to be adjusted. It’s like I was suspended in time. Like I was sixteen years old for seventeen years. I never grew up. My hardheaded ass took the long hard road to get to this point, but at least I’ve finally made it. I’m a man now.
Excerpts leaked from the upcoming book My Infamous Life an autobiography from Prodigy of Mobb Deep
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