I Remember

I remember writing use to put me in my zone
Now I write a verse so I keep the muscles in my pen game strong
Cuban and they like hold on
Who that there rapping
Got me thinking this shit
Just became my favorite song
Remember college days
Was sitting in my dorm
Chillen with the homies
Roll another life was calm.
Got me reminiscing reminiscing
Bout the bad ones
Just cuz growing up I didn’t think that
Growing up I didn’t think that
I could have one
They trying to control me
Stay up in my pockets
Out here talking bout you owe me
Catch me on the gram drink in my hand like my name Toni
Grew up in Montana
Make some fire macaroni roni
Damn
Constant thoughts about the paper
Like how the fuck is sitting here with you gon make me greater
A nigga talk his shit, soon as I talk the mans a hater
Trust me I be moving dolo, hit my line or catch me later catch me later
Brooklyn where reside
A Oh yeah
I'm on Atlantic
With my riders by my side
A Oh yeah
We see em peeking out corner of my eye
A Say what
Like ain’t that KAYJAY hurry up let’s ask him why
Like why like why
Like why his diamonds they be drippy
Why he be in every city
Why his weed forever sticky
Roll it up!
Like is he fit for the moment
Will he he out rap an opponent
I do this shit for the show man
Don’t give a fuck
Lemme tell a story bout how we work hard
Some worship god
To reap the benefits Allah
I look diamonds in the pockets of the future, war
The only thing that’s big enough too kill the shooter
Lord
Never ok with a fraction
Brooklyn niggas quick with a reaction where my bread at niggas, don’t you get to capping
(Said) thank you little niggas for acting...
Trust we see blue hundreds the fashion
Them Margielas looking faker than passion
These niggas they be phony
How you call em gang
Then spin the block the opp ya homie
Quick to realize that 6 feet under
Ain’t no money to console me
Never tryna have my mama lonely
Damn constant thoughts about the paper
Money ain’t everything but it sure as hell a make a nigga greater
Ain’t never had much
But food stamps, I innovated
Paint the perfect picture of the the warm up
From immigrating look cuz
Writing use to put me in my zone
Now I write a verse so I keep the muscles in my pen game strong
Cuban and they like hold on
Who that there rapping
Got me thinking this shit
Just became my favorite song
Remember college days
Was sitting in my dorm
Chillen with the homies roll another life was calm
Got me reminiscing reminiscing
On the bad ones
Just cuz growing up I didn’t think that
Growing up I didn’t think that
I could have one
Insane
Insane
Play the game
Play the game
Momma going
Poppa going
Through the pain
Through the pain
I remember