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I remember wanting to be a rapper

I remember wanting to be a trapper

I remember wanting the things I have now

Never knew that none of this shxt really mattered

I remember wanting to be a rapper

I remember wantin to be a trapper

Never judge a book by its cover

When you could be

Getting sentenced in the chapters

Came up on 8-Ball and MJG

Bun B and Pimp C

Three-6, Playa Fly, and Master P

As a Juvenile, I wanted

Cash Money with No Limit

Get Rich or Die Trying

Trap or Die, just to get it

I'm willing, but not ready to die like Biggie

Even if it's me Against The World

Like Pac, I aint tripping

Trying to dodge penitentiary

And the cellblock

They say It's Dark and Hell Is Hot

But they don't call me Mac

Cuz I was Shellshocked

Worked summers with my pops

To cop the new shit

Knew I was hustler before

Hov dropped the Blueprint

Now a days designer labels

All over my shoe print

I remember wanting it

Now I got it and it don't do shit

You ever depressed in designer?

I'm talkin true shit

Just to impress some mxthafxckas

You never knew, shit

I really don't do nothing without my heat

I'm like a glue stick

I still remember wanting to be a rapper

Listening to Trap Muzik

I remember wanting to be a rapper

I remember wanting to be a trapper

I remember wanting the things I have now

Never knew that none of this shxt really mattered

I remember wanting to be a rapper

I remember wantin to be a trapper

Never judge a book by its cover

When you could be

Getting sentenced in the chapters

On The Outside Looking In

Rappers wanted to be Pachino (Scarface)

Running plays at the Port of Miami (Rozay)

Like Dan Marino

RIP my homie DRE (Long Live Dre)

But he ain't fuck with The Chronic

Only thing I knew he wanted

Was a woman and some money

Hot Boy, Get It How You Live

Off the block boy

On Tuesdays and Thursdays

Watch for the sweep from the narcs boy

In the Projects like Pat, Mista Don't Play

Witnessed some atrocities I won't say

Down For My Niggas

I knew I would see C-Murder

Set the tables, brought the food

And the plates like a server

I got niggas in jail

I got niggas at Yale

I always stayed down

But I got up when I fell

All of us wanted Ms

Some of took the Ls

No matter the circumstance

All of us gon prevail

For real, I just wanna be Happy like Pharrell

Getting all the shit I wanted

Still didn't change how I feel

I remember wanting to be a rapper

I remember wanting to be a trapper

I remember wanting the things I have now

Never knew that none of this shxt really mattered

I remember wanting to be a rapper

I remember wantin to be a trapper

Never judge a book by its cover

When you could be

Getting sentenced in the chapters