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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeAway From Home
Ayy, what?It's so, is it real?Yeah, ayyGive a fuck if they rememberI was in the cold, windows frozeI was sleepin' in the whip tryna get a fucking gripI rememberDidn't have no hoes tryna go, all these rapperslil' broed me, fuck, fuckFuck 'em, I rememberWay before they had a fuckin' DMI was whippin' in the Ac' like that shit was EuropeanI rememberI remember drivin' Holland Tunnelfor a label meetin', thinkin' 'bout more cake than a funnelI rememberNow these niggas don't rememberI know Neeks remember, I know Jay rememberChubbs'll make them boys rememberDead broke, splittin' pennies with my membersFuck a spread, we was splittin' chicken tenders (I-I-I—)'Member I was sleepin' in the basementwatchin' Tigger in the basement, I was tryna get a placementI rememberDays in the East with the broswatchin' Tristan and Devoe while they runnin' up the scoreI rememberTT was headed to the leagueI was sleepin' up at Metalworks tryna plant a seedI rememberRollin' through the city, gettin' beatsalways peepin' out the streets'cause I was beefin' with the bleeksI rememberI was tryna get a portion, tryna make a fortuneB-Town with Candy, I'm tryna be her boyfriend3 AM at Y2, runnin' off endorphinsStart adoptin' my brothers' beefs like a orphanI was still on Rose when it's pourin' and stormin'This shit is not rewardin', I do not feel importantI wanna see some scratch from the shit that I'm recordin'In Memphis smokin' Blackstryna act like I enjoy them (I-I-I—)Maurice François Girbaud what I'm sportin'And Mos Def gave me like a rap for performin'Crib I got now make me think ofwhen I had to put some money on a mortgageThis don't feel like home anymoreIt's just wall, doors, and floorsThat only I can affordRemember when it used to mean more, mean moreI got money in the top drawerThat ain't much, but we not poorYou're mine and I'm yoursLike a broke couple, we don't wanna court, for sureI remember pullin' up at TAOseein' Quincy Jones, nigga talkin' to me like he proudI rememberI remember Mike designed the owlthen he sued the fucking guys, and he duckin' until nowI remember (I-I-I—)'Member Reesie stayin' at the housethen she left me for my dog like she never took the vowI rememberMy cousin Ryan fronted me a poundand I couldn't even flip it, had to bring it back aroundI rememberI remember printin' up our T-shirtswith Kyle, we in love with the same girl, beefin' like a cowI would pick them shits up, nigga wouldn't even smileNigga better crack a smile 'fore we do a nigga foulTo keep it real, I wasn't really gangster till nowI was livin' on a cloud, I was quiet as a mouseI was in the club gettin' lost in the crowdWasn't doin' what I wanted to, I do what was allowedI remember fightin' over Monica with JasonI remember only knowin' Andre and JasonI remember buyin' all the iceberg from JasonThat's three different Jasonsmy life like The Matrix (I-I-I—)Even got on 106 & Park with ReplacementMy mama was my manager, my uncle was my agentDr. Dre'll send a nigga home, that took patienceFour GRAMMY's to my name, a hundred nominationsEsperanza Spalding was gettin' all the praisesI'm tryna keep it humble, I'm tryna keep it graciousWho give a fuck Michelle Obama put you on her playlist?Then we never hear from you again like you was takenWho the CEO of Universal? They mistaken'Cause Google sayin' Lucianbut that just doesn't make senseWho fillin' up the piggy bank? Who bringin' home the bacon?This shit don't come on vinyl, I'm still record-breakin'How could I forget? How could I forget?I was on a Greyhound way before the jetBuffalo, New York was like the furthest I could getAt the Walden Galleria tryna make the money stretch (I-I-I—)Student Price Card and a Yorkdale connectWhole time, Courtne Smith was keepin' me in checkTry and find an inch of the city I ain't stepped inIf it's war, I'll lay my life down for the set thenYeahAnd I put that shit on Madsand that nigga was my best friendYeahAnd I put that shit on Johnny Blingthat nigga was my best friendRightAnd I put that shit on Richardthat nigga was my best friendAyy, yeahBroke his right hand, still took a fight with his left handI rememberI rememberYeah
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