Now this is a story, all about how my life got flipped
Turned upside down, and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia, born an' raised
On the playground is where I spent mosta my days
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool
An' all shootin' some B-ball outside of the school
When a couple o' guys who were up to no good
Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, Youre movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air
I whistled for a cab and when I came near
The license plate said 'Fresh' and had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought nah, forget it, yo, home to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house at 'bout seven or eight
I yelled to the cabbie, Yo home, smell of later
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air