I Remember (feat. Bryan Robert & Kendrick Lamar)-Skeme
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TXT I Remember (feat. Bryan Robert & Kendrick Lamar)-Skeme 文本歌词
I Remember (feat. Bryan Robert & Kendrick Lamar) - Skeme
HiiPOWER
Sox Gang
I'm wearing black pumas, hair like Kunte
Kendrick Lamar
'Bout eight of them in the studio
And the all want me
F**k you niggas bruh
Skeme whaddup
If I come off as unconcern, (yeah) please forgive me
I ain't even poured the sizzurp yet (nah)
I'm on this remy, if my phone going straight to voice mail
B**ch I聮m busy, I ain't got the time to tock
Every tick I'm repping my city (whoop)
Ten bottles at a time, this here is the life
And how I'm living might be wrong
But in this world what the f**k is right
It's just one rapper, 2 cups, 3 b**ches blowing me
Heard it's 20 niggas in the VIP, then b**ch you know it's me
I'm here for niggas go and do them bizz
Getting tired of hearing rappers just rapping the sh*t I live
All that I got is my all, that's exactly what I get
And I need my toilet paper every time I do my sh*t
Guess I should switch, cause I'm getting paid
Instead of worrying bout how I'm getting money, just do the same, b**ch
The bright lights and people screaming my name
F**k the money and the fame, b**ch that's the reason I came
I remember why we don't f**k with none of these niggas
I remember, I remember why we don't f**k with none of these niggas
I remember oh my, how the times change
Nothing's the same, but still remember why I came
Oh my, how the times change, getting change
Now everybody knows the name
Oh my, how the times change
Nothing's the same, but still remember why I came
Oh my, how the times change, getting change
Now everybody knows the name
Driving on a freeway full of darkness
It's just me and plus my heart is cold
As an project carpet
You be coughing up commode
Full of sh*t see I was told
That only real niggas can harvest any future pot of gold
And look at you, I know you starving, see it's burning in your soul
And you look for me to console your emotions
I'm on the road and I'm joking with all my niggas
We laughing at you the feeling of victory is a gig
And I hope they catch you whenever you fall from the pedestal you was on
And don't get me wrong, you was in the zone of a lifetime
But the place you belong is the bottom
That's why I got a bullet for every ego or tuxedo
And some scenos, a combination that we know
Uh, tight rope, but I notice they walk a thin line
From having the disabilities of death, dumb and blind
Every time I recline, then remind myself
I would never die with p**sy, less it was on my dick, p**sy
Staring out a benz window, thinking bout saying f**k it
I make it and spend it all
Middle finger for a budget
Got your rent off in my pocket, and spent off a piece of luggage
Got a lot of bad habits, with money, some sh*t I'm stuck with (yeah)
Nothing but dollars in my discussion, show my a** out in public
Cause motherf**kers love it, I hear (b**ch)
Niggas out here plotting on the come up
I hold this gun up, then one of these coward niggas run up
My ni**a dead, so for him I'm lighting my blunt up
I say "hustle for this rap b**ch, I'm getting this from sun down to sun up"
I know it's niggas hating, praying I never make it
But jealous p**sy I'm here, and I'm never leaving just face it (whoop)
Before one of these niggas take me out this motherf**king game
Promise I do my motherf**king thing
Do what the f**k I want, motherf**ker lame
I just keep it 100, f**k breaking down for some change
Ni**a I just stay the same
