I REMEMBERšÆ-BR33ZE FT J. SMITH
āTimeā #TH3KING #IR3MEMBER #BOSSMOVES #KINGOFCHALLENGES #HOODTHREAT #REALLIFE #APOLOGIES #R3SPECT š„ Chorus - Yea I came from out the Gutta like a bowling Ball, Started off Broke , now I donāt talk unless itās dough involved , Want some Balenciaga sneakers just to show EM Off, Want Bad Bitches to Holla at me just to blow em off, I remember hot ass summers the Ac was off , Was down bad ,nobody checked on me nobody called, I got my middle fingers up Iām screaming fuck the law, R.I.P to all my niggas man I miss my Dawgs.. Man I miss my Dawgs..... you donāt know what you got til itās Gone..... 2X VERSE 1. Lost a lotta niggas on the journey to the Riches , Broke forever hearts , fuckin Secondary bitches, Gave a Taurus half attention, while Iām Spendin benjis, Got the money lost the loyalty and love attendance. Back when I was broke , I played a lot games, Triangle the X, and Oās squaring our the names , Hop in other niggaās whips , stuntin tryna dream Had to learn when growin up dat shit aināt always what it seems .. PUBLIC APOLOGY , IM SORRY GO TO TEISHA , probably woulda made it if I put aside the features , Gave up my career and hold a life of Clyde and Bonnie Girl I love you Iāll be honest , but my futures fulla money... so Iām workin... Emotions sleepin in the cemetery, Lost so many many I could name my book obituaries , When you finally make it, you gone walk alone , Through them label struggles I can finally say Iām on nigga! Chorus - Yea I came from out the Gutta like a bowling Ball, Started off Broke , now I donāt talk unless itās dough involved , Want some Balenciaga sneakers just to show EM Off, Want Bad Bitches to Holla at me just to blow em off, I remember hot ass summers the Ac was off , Was down bad ,nobody checked on me nobody called, I got my middle fingers up Iām screaming fuck the law, R.I.P to all my niggas man I miss my Dawgs.. Man I miss my Dawgs..... you donāt know what you got til itās Gone..... 2X VERSE 2, My label thought that I was bout to catch a fuckin bullet , Fuck you niggas , lick a envelope and keep it pushin , Told my lil ones dat I love em and donāt be depressed, Cause one thing bout yo fuckin daddy I get my respect, This Industry could fuck you up wit a dollar Sign, Workin for the Devil when you sign on dat dotted line. Riches come wit trouble, but struggle donāt come wit nothin, So for a better future , my main mantalites fuck it ! My road manager told me this shit is politics I told her if you can do it just get me outta this , Donāt ever let in the moment forget the oncomin, She passed away in October but did a favor for me , In her obituary, wrote in a contact, Called the phone number , got me out of my contract , Rest In Peace Sabrina , ya family wont need for shit , To Universal and Charles ,suck my young money Dick! Chorus - Yea I came from out the Gutta like a bowling Ball, Started off Broke , now I donāt talk unless itās dough involved , Want some Balenciaga sneakers just to show EM Off, Want Bad Bitches to Holla at me just to blow em off, I remember hot ass summers the Ac was off , Was down bad ,nobody checked on me nobody called, I got my middle fingers up Iām screaming fuck the law, R.I.P to all my niggas man I miss my Dawgs.. Man I miss my Dawgs..... you donāt know what you got til itās Gone..... 2X
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@BR33ZE01 yea absolutely! Thanks for sharing your story. Always positive vibez
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