I Remember

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I was trappin' wit the big bros (I remember)
When i had to wear the same clothes (I remember)
When i had to sleep in the cold (I remember)
When i had no place to go (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Young nigga wit his own shit
Making moves wit a solid chick
Niggas mad and i notice it
Zaucing up till i make us rich
Young nigga wit his own shit
Making moves wit a solid chick
Niggas mad and i notice it
Zaucing up till i make
Us
Rich

18 my own mama had put me out
Now im rockin wit the big homie sleepin on his couch
Im hungry and i gotta put food in my mouth
He put me on, now a nigga all on that paper route
Chasin after money, on the hustle
Niggas wanna fade, we can rumble
Hit him in his jaw, watch him stumble
Left hook, make that nigga fumble
I was wit gorillas in the jungle
Tryna make moves wit my uncle
Hit the plug, tryna cop a bundle
Smokin fat blunts in a tunnel
I remember all the cold nights
That i spent in the backyard
All the time that i spent thinking
Dozing off to the bright stars
All the pain that i went thru
It fucked me up and it left scars
F*ck that ima smoke this weed
Till i take off and i land in mars
You niggas aint on my level
Im on a whole different scale
I fed niggas when i had the dough
And i paid my brothers bail
I did shit niggas wouldn't do
My niggas wouldn't let me hold the guns
I was really down to kill a nigga
F*ck the pigs ima do the run

I was trappin' wit the big bros (I remember)
When i had to wear the same clothes (I remember)
When i had to sleep in the cold (I remember)
When i had no place to go (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Young nigga wit his own shit
Making moves wit a solid chick
Niggas mad and i notice it
Zaucing up till i make us rich
Young nigga wit his own shit
Making moves wit a solid chick
Niggas mad and i notice it
Zaucing up till i make
Us
Rich

Everybody on that sucka shit
Gotta keep my grass cut low
Niggas wanna act fake and shit
Told my kids we gone get these m's
Making moves till i make us rich
Baby mama from the country
Ima put her in designer shit
Shoutout to my little brother
You know i got love for the d
It was me and you coming up
Day 1's before anything
I remember all the good times
That we had on colorado street
When i get it ima bless you
When i shine you gone shine wit me
My wife she got a surprise
She gave me a boy
Now i gotta build up this legacy
So my kids will be employed
I do not want them to suffer
Cause i know what that is like
I do not want them to do the same shit 
Like i did in my life
I gotta stay on the grind
I gotta stay focused
These niggas get in their feeling
When they start sippin that potion
These niggas keep throwing shade
Im sorry i didnt notice
These niggas just wanna hate
Im high as hell i be smokin

I was trappin' wit the big bros (I remember)
When i had to wear the same clothes (I remember)
When i had to sleep in the cold (I remember)
When i had no place to go (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Young nigga wit his own shit
Making moves wit a solid chick
Niggas mad and i notice it
Zaucing up till i make us rich
Young nigga wit his own shit
Making moves wit a solid chick
Niggas mad and i notice it
Zaucing up till i make
Us
Rich

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