[Hook]
I remember them nights, a n***a wasn't tyna rap, I was out here with my pipe
I remember them nights I was riding around with my shooters, it was my life or your life
I remember them nights, we was out here fucked up, robbin n***as on sight
I remember them nights, thoughtI wasn't gon make it, had to put my faith in Jesus Christ

[Verse 1]
Way before I had a song I was in the streets I was on my own, got a momma but my daddy gone, he alive but he not at home, I mean he wasn't there, that mean he didn't care, I lived a hard life n***a hell yeah
Grew up in the streets n***a warfare, momma she was on welfare
So broke I couldn't stand it was like I was born up in a chair
Everything second handed, wore my sister's shit n***a as well
You know me I keep it 100, bitch we ain't had no money
Everyday I was at school they was laughing at me but it wasn't funny
Some [?] and some no name jeans, I was fucked up I was real bummy
Swear shit it was so tough, I ain't even wanna look up, swear I just wanted to give up, couple years passed now I'm bad as fuck
Everyday I was fighting I was sittin it up, stayed in everybody's hood momma moved too much
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Better hope I dont get it to you cause you know that i'm bussin
Ain't nobody tell me shit I ain't with the discussion
I ain't with a new friend ain't with all that trusting
If a n***a run up on me ain't no repercussion
I remember kicking doors just me and my cousin
He like to sell drugs, like to rob for the money
He always got dope, I always got it on me
N***as shot my crib up, it was probably by homies
Lucky that I wasn't there or I'll go out like Tony
That's why I don't fuck with n***as cause they snaking and phony
Keep one up in the head, everybody a pony
At the top of the bread like ham and baloney

[Hook]
I remember them nights, a n***a wasn't tyna rap, I was out here with my pipe
I remember them nights I was riding around with my shooters, it was my life or your life
I remember them nights, we was out here fucked up, robbin n***as on sight
I remember them nights, thoguht I wasn't gon make it, had to put my faith in Jesus Christ

[Verse 2]
I remember them days, Old Stewart in em hallways
100 shots in that K, 30 shots in that Glock, 50 shots in that tec
Steady smokin on the opps, ambulance bring a stretcher
Here come the white trucks, in the station you would talk
Don't do the confession, talk to my Smith & Wesson
Killers practice on pressure, no need your suggestion
Another black child neglected, get killed if I feel disrespected
Roll the kush cup of lean just for breakfast
Recklezz scissorhands leave your ass headless
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He thought he was a killer embarrass him
Red bottoms like I just let the devil in
If a n***a disrespect then we bury him
He got need 6 men just to carry him
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[Hook]
I remember them nights, a n***a wasn't tyna rap, I was out here with my pipe
I remember them nights I was riding around with my shooters, it was my life or your life
I remember them nights, we was out here fucked up, robbin n***as on sight
I remember them nights, thoguht I wasn't gon make it, had to put my faith in Jesus Christ