[Intro]
Look
Man I remember when I was seventeen
A n***a always had a dream
But how could you blame us
Who ever thought a n***a’d be this famous

[Hook]
I remember when I was seventeen
And I had a dream to get up on the screen
No what I mean
But how could you blame us
Who’d ever thought we’d be this famous
Now I hit the club in foreign cars
Keep kush in my ‘gars
I’m buying out the bars
But that money can’t change us
Who ever thought I’d be this famous

[Quez]
BET and MTV they know me
Respect this grind, respect my time
They better respect this rolly
That n***a just turned 24 he think he Kobe
These n***as fake, these n***as frauds, these n***as fonies
And them three things that I’m not boy
I remember I was growing up watching three six and them hot boys
Running round on them blocks boy
The car was always hot boy
Hit the club, party like a Rasta, shot boys
And I was so slick that I could sell a dream
I would sell, I took a shell when I was seventeen
Young n***as living fast that’s a motor sport
Fucked up, Bounce back, ain’t even go to court
N***as getting killed and my n***as was killing
Had to kill that shit and change our way of living
Used to hit the club just to bust heads
Now I bust bad bitches out in Buckhead
[Hook]

[Strap]
I remember
Them cold nights in December
Through the storm, but we won we some winners
I sit the whip up putting on for the hood
Gotta show love every time I ride through it
We done did so much work in these A-Town streets
Used to be smoking purp in the a town E
Now its Cuban link, Jesus piece, freaks in the suite
They after me, They after me
They calling me they majesty
I’m on a roll, and I ain’t stopping
Got her dancing on the pole
Yeah that pussy popping
We used to rock jabos
Now its rich n***a cotton
20 for a show
Everyday going shopping
When I was seventeen woulda never dreamed it
We used to be scheming, n***a hitting licks
99 problems but ain’t nan bout a bitch
And til’ the day I rest I’m going ham with my click

[Hook]
[Ali]
Look, I remember I just wanted to be popular
This is what I wanted
I ain’t wanna be no doctor bruh
My mama wanted a lawyer
My grandma wanted a preacher
But coming where I come from I want to be neither
At the age of fifteen
I was working on a dream
My people ain't have no money
So I could barely do a thing
So I went and got a job
And I thought that was the answer
My brother told me dream
He was trying to set an example
So I learned how to record
We did it on our own
After a couple months of struggling
We done finally made a song
O shit
Be the best feeling I ever get
And ima do this til’ it’s over wit

[Hook]