[Intro]
Shit I remember it was...
Aye

[Chorus: Don Louie]
Shit I remember it was yesterday when I was broke
Shit all the old heads on the corner, we ain’t have no hope
New York to meet a couple labels, ‘Venchy on my coat
You ain’t my man, you like a groupie just be doin the most
Yeah, I’m from Philly, all that thurl shit just be in my blood
They said I couldn’t till I showed em, did it just because
I was a youngin droppin bangers, they ain’t show me love
I treat the game like we the same and they won’t land above (Shit)

[Verse 1: Don Louie]
And I know times get hard
Had to hustle in the wheel
I was down in the mud
Shit I know how it feel
You don’t know who to trust
You don’t know if he real
And when it come down to it they gon’ change for them bills
Yeah, I’m from the city like the jungle
It ain’t work to have just talent
Shit my brother rap too but when he drop don’t mean they gotta
We was takin weed out our roaches just to save and save the profit
We was smokin with them bitches, bringin swishers, they ain’t knock it
See you lurkin’ on my page, come get a feature lil n***a
What he be rappin in his songs, they don’t believe the lil n***a
And if I shoot em right here, his gang gon’ leave the lil n***a
Already lookin down bad, somebody feed the lil n***a
[Chorus: Don Louie]
Shit I remember it was yesterday when I was broke
Shit all the old heads on the corner, we ain’t have no hope
New York to meet a couple labels, ‘Venchy on my coat
You ain’t my man, you like a groupie just be doin the most
Yeah, I’m from Philly, all that thurl shit just be in my blood
They said I couldn’t till I showed em, did it just because
I was a youngin droppin bangers, they ain’t show me love
I treat the game like we the same and they won’t land above

[Verse 2: Leaf Ward]
We talkin money, they talkin funny, don’t understand (don’t understand)
I know they watchin so I pushed that rock underhand (underhand)
I’m preparing for the worst so I don’t underplan (underplan)
I was running through that field like Randall Cunningham
I ain’t ask n***as for shit, I got it on my own (on my own)
We talkin’ dirty so we don’t really talk on the phone (on the phone)
I don’t want no court defender, shit I’m goin alone (I’m goin alone)
I was cheatin, tellin my bitch that I’m doin a song (I’m doin a song)
I remember that day I left when the rain fell (We all left)
I told my bitch that I love her she said “I can’t tell” (No I can’t)
I told my lawyer that I’m too solid, I can’t tell (Can’t tell)
I sent that work back to the line cause it can’t sell (It can’t sell)

[Chorus: Don Louie]
Shit I remember it was yesterday when I was broke
Shit all the old heads on the corner, we ain’t have no hope
New York to meet a couple labels, ‘Venchy on my coat
You ain’t my man, you like a groupie just be doin the most
Yeah, I’m from Philly, all that thurl shit just be in my blood
They said I couldn’t till I showed em, did it just because
I was a youngin droppin bangers, they ain’t show me love
I treat the game like we the same and they won’t land above (Shit)