[Verse 1]
This for n***as spend their last on the outfit
For Jordans that ain't come out yet
For lawyers, buying new houses
From fees n***as is paying (Uh)
To stay up out of these prisons
For smokers that's on a mission
For n***as sleeping on couches (I see you)
This for all the strippers that's dancing to buy Dior (Christian)
For all of the hopeless n***as in front of that liquor store (Uh)
This for the fellas struggling
Ya'll homies, they kilt another (Damn)
This for the good fathers that fight with their children's mother
This for the rappers, think they'll be rich if they get discovered (I know)
This is for the homies banging all over in different colors
This is for the n***as lockеd up with homie that kilt your brother
This for the icе pick, can't wait till he feel the thunder (Mmph)
This is for the organs that got punctured and it haunt you (Haunt you)
This is for the nightmares, it's hard to sleep, some call it karma (Karma)
This is for the Bronx, Queens, and Brooklyn
This for Harlem (Harlem)
This for Staten Island, Rikers Island, Coney Island
Apartment 6C, this shit for Chetty, this for Fallon
This for Barbara, this for Lola
None of this rap shit is a challenge (None)
This for good energy, a healthy diet
This for balance (Balance)
This for Kairi, this for Kobe, this for rose by the gallon
This for Pooch, this for coupes
This for jeeps without the roof
This for Nas, this for Snoop
This for Kiss, this for Louch, this for Styles
A hundred miles, shocked the crowd when I stepped out
This for n***as dying to be in the loop
And they feel they left out
This for the hustlers
Never mind what others doing (Others doing)
This for mothers, pray your son life don't get ruined (Don't get ruined)
This is for the wanksters in the comments talking gangsta
In jail I woulda shanked ya
This is for my Neighbors (Neighbors)
This is for my N.O.T.S., for my Dirts
This for every verse
Solid from my sneakers to my shirt
What's it worth? (Uh)
This for n***as waiting on the first of the month (First)
This for shorties going in their mother purse 'cause she drunk
[Chorus]
I remember that shit
EBT card, times was hard
I remember that shit
Elevator broke, looking for smoke
I remember that shit
Selling reggie, saying it's exotic
I remember that shit
Dead broke, walkin' through the projects
I remember that shit
Same jeans on me for a week
I remember that shit
Credit at the store, I had to eat
I remember that shit
Got the phone in jail, I called my mama
I remember that shit
Every day we lookin’ for some drama
I remember

[Verse 2]
This for the bloggers that live they life on the net
For n***as stuck in the set
For businesses that's in debt
Just praying that they come out (Out)
For n***as deep in the South
Speakers all in they trunk
New pistol, gold in they mouth (I see it)
For my LA n***as, pictures of Nipsey all through they house
I'm riding with Keke Loco
These hunnids get hard to count (Rollin’)
Started out with an ounce
It’s for n***as on the count (Count)
Waiting to get they freedom
I know what that feeling 'bout (I know)
This for n***as that don't dick ride
They pick they side
For all my n***as that's in the sky
I see you in time (I see you)
This for n***as rolling skinnies
Might get three out a dime
This for n***as in the trenches that I see all the time
[Chorus]
I remember that shit
I couldn’t find a job, life was hard
I remember that shit
Elevator broke, looking for smoke (Yeah)
I remember that shit
Selling reggie, saying it's exotic
I remember that shit
I couldn’t wait to get up out the projects
I remember that shit
Same jeans on me for a week
I remember that shit (All week)
Credit at the store, I had to eat
I remember that shit
Got the phone in jail, I called my mama
I remember that shit (Mama)
Every day we lookin' for some drama
I remember (Every day)

[Outro]
Memories, hard to forget
I remember that shit
Uh, I remember
Vividly
I still see it
I remember that shit
I remember that shit
I remember that shit
I remember that shit