They been callin up here, asking when I am gonna get out. When I hit bricks, it all belongs to me.

I'm passionate about everything, like my family and friends. Anybody I am talkin' to is gonna be bona fide real. There is no substitution for happiness. Period.

If I stay in here until I am 100 years olds, I will still be a man.

I can only spend $140 a month in here. I'm saving, like, $10,000 a day.

I made up my mind that I wanted everything, and nothing would stop me.

What I am looking for is not out there, it is in me.