I REMEMBER
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I remember.... Look remember them nights that I cried, bj thought you was gonna be the one who would ride
, I been hurt so much, as a little kid I didn't have that mama touch , crying as i go to sleep, put all them lyrics on my own beat,
Imma make it one day at a time , hard to survive, eyes swollen I haven't been getting no sleep, gotta get on these streets so a nigga can eat,
Remember when I was broke washing up in diners nobody payed attention to me, I was so depressed, so many nites I cried, God please
Take the pain out my eyes, im scared that I might die on these streets, if I would of kilt myself that would of been the end of me,
It was like my hart was always the enemy, my whole life I been running, watch out for the ops cause them niggas is gunning, I feel so heartbroken,
The demons was tearing me down, hair wicked red in school I held the pain in disguise, Eating dollar packs of noodles every night, had a hole dad
But he gave up on me,till this day I still ask to myself why he left out on me, on Instagram I'm trying to win, if someone gives me a chance im going in, since I was
A little kid this is what i prayed for, i was scared since the age of four, i remember had to hop from 12 cause I was runaway kid, smoking away my dexiety now I'm on paradise,
Remember I was on the streets, I was little asking for slug's so I could get something to eat,yeah i was ruffed up only a few people gave something to me, remember juvynile hard solid Rock
Cold showers, slab corn flakes In the morning, that green jumpsuit never got tired of me, I got the seasoning but were is the recipe, balling like a hood nigga had to be grown , had to struggle with
Racism I couldn't call any foster house a home, I been ragging a hustle as I was in the mud, stuck down deep but I always tried to not give a fuck, bullied since school started since I was
Little cause a lil nigga wasn't enough, I choosed the wrong path when I hustled and tussled with them thugs, im telling you that pain is deep ,i aint got no bodies but the way boy was heading i would of seen faces in my sleep,
only had two niggas that actually would ride for me, get up on me remember when a
niggas had no water ,had to eat cheese and smoke some weed, and still a little nigga still had no father, cant really say a little nigga didnt really have a mama,
its kinda different cause she dont wanna talk about me she just want to talk about drama, she dont sound like mama,obama
CHORUS:(REAPET X5)
"CAUSE I REMEMBER, THEM COLD DECEMBERS
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DEXIETYTHERAPPER
Member since December 16 2018