Released: June 28, 2011

Featuring: Chris Brown

Songwriter: Mike & Keys The Game Chris Brown Sam Hook

Producer: Mike & Keys

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, the spotlight is not for me
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home
I miss the days when life was simple
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow
In search of the pot of gold
Woah, woah
In search of the pot of gold

[Verse 1: The Game]
It's a mother out there right now 'bout to have the next LeBron
Searchin' for a pot of gold like a leprechaun
They say death comes in threes, who's next in line?
And I just lost a best friend for the second time
Now I'm on a quest to find peace
Still gotta carry my piece and, "Soo Woo!" when it's reppin' time
Y'all don't understand, I'm misunderstood
Give Interscope two more albums then I'm done for good
Sold 10 million records, ain't leave the hood
It's a cold world, everybody need a hood
And everybody doin' time, stay headstrong
You still got a chance to live even though you dead wrong

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, the spotlight is not for me
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home
I miss the days when life was simple
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow
In search of the pot of gold
Woah, woah
In search of the pot of gold

[Verse 2: The Game]
Sometimes I try to do good but I just can't be
It's hard to get myself to do things that ain't me
And y'all should thank me
But my haters busy tryna send me home early
But you can't New Orlean Saint me
I ain't a saint, B, I ain't a god, God
I ain't a angel neither, but I try hard, y'all
I'm lightin' up for all my soldiers at war
As I sit back and watch the ashes on my cigar fall
Wayne just came home and Tip back on the yard, dawg
Guess Pujols ain't the only one playin' hard ball

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, the spotlight is not for me
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home
I miss the days when life was simple
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow
In search of the pot of gold
Woah, woah
In search of the pot of gold

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Oh, see the thing about all of us is
We never know just what we were

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, the spotlight is not for me (no, it ain't)
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home (home)
I miss the days when life was simple (yeah)
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow
In search of the pot of gold
Woah, woah (yeah)
In search of the pot of gold (in search for the pot of gold)

The Game

Jayceon Terrell Taylor was born November 29th, 1979 in Compton, California to two Crip-affiliated gang members. He grew up on Santana Blocc, a Crip-controlled neighborhood, with a large family of half and step siblings. He was hardened by a rough and violent childhood stinting from his parent’s drug use, domestic violence, and family members being killed through gang-related conflicts.

By 2000, a 21-year-old Jayceon Taylor was a member of the Cedar Block Pirus, a Blood-affiliated gang, and dealt drugs on the streets of Compton.

Late on the night of October 1st, 2001, Jayceon was alone in his apartment when the doorbell rang and after opening the door, he was jumped by three