(Rolling Stones) I remember ft. Bottomboy T Lyrics

Blakk in this bitch man

Growing up was crazy, I was Taking L's, back then as a baby

I remember seeing niggas who was Winning, now they hating

I remember seeing my pops locked Up in incarceration

I remember asking niggas for help, But now I'm taken

Why do niggas seem switch sides, When you're real and being loyal

Knowing if it came to it, all behind It, they'll blow you

Then a come around and try to Shake yo hand, but say they loyal

You know I'm bout blow you

They tried to sit me down for Therapy, but couldn't even do it

Talking to myself a thousand Times, like why you even shoot it

Growing up was different, seen My cousins nem was gettin' into it

Pops was locked up in the feds, I Had no choice to be influenced

Now if I said fuck rap, y'all Wouldn't Be fucking with me

Keep it a thousand, fuck your Friends, keep it a buck with me

I just want the real deal, bitch, Don't want no tucks with me

And if it come down to it, is you Gon' bust for me

And if it come down to it, is you Gon' hold me down

When I jumped off the porch, y'all Sat and let me drown

Seen too many niggas change on Me, so I keep a frown

I got some niggas I can't see, I hate I let them down

Talking to my uncle on the phone, I hate it broke me down

Hate my auntie died on me young, I wish she stuck around

Don't even want no guns, my Pictures the feds been cracking Down

But if you scared to keep a pole, Just know you let me down

Shit, no Tears From a King

Sympathy will always be a Weakness

Shit, I ain't tripping though, for Real, shit,

I love the ones who really here In My life, for real

Shit, that's like participating in what I got going on, shit, for real

But this a different story

I was nine, I seen some niggas in The crib

Cooking up just like it's Rick and Morty

Early morning, waking up

Knowing that they looking for me

Paranoid, so I keep my 40

Niggas get caught lacking

Then they fumble like Madden

I shoot the switch like it's magic

Let off one shot, you can have it

Not duckin' smoke like Aladdin

I used to sleep with no mattress

This for all them cold-ass nights a

Nigga wished that he had it

I remember stayin' on the Dub

We was fucked up right there on Berkshire

Liquor store

Some niggas shot it up

I seen some shells flying

Niggas try to take me off the map

I see they still trying

Them niggas still dying

I really miss my niggas in the System

I be praying to Allah

Man, I hope that God forgive him

I be trying to do the right damn thing

But still be sinning

I just wish he had a bond

But he got some cases pending

Free my niggas I just hope that they straight

When you get out, we gon' turn Up

Eating thousand dollar Stakes

I do whatever to see Chrissie

I'm just raising the stakes

My nigga slime a wipe yo nose

You catch two to the face