[ Featuring K Gwalla ]
Fly brother
I remember a time when a nigga be broke as f*ck
Know what I'm sayin
I ain't never going back to that shit
For real nigga
Black boy
Yeah
I remember being broke and ain't going back
I remember starting fire with a dime sac
Now I'm plugged in running through whole pack
Have me looking like damn where the time at
My daughter growing up fast
Too much time spent
In the studio late night loungin
I was hustlin I was grindin
Trying to make the money
So I could pay the rent
I remember bein broke and ain't going back
I remember starting fire with a dime sac
Now I'm plugged in running through whole pack
Have me looking like damn where the time at
My daughter growing up fast
Too much time spent
In the studio late night loungin
I was hustlin I was grindin
Trying to make the money
So I could pay the rent
I was hustling hard so I could make the money to pay the rent
I remember back then when I wasn't making shit
Going through the changes in my relationship
Makin a play for the team
Trying to win the championship
Tryin to stay free and be on this side of getting killed nigga
Cuz it seems like they killin all the real niggas
Nigga dyin trying to feed the kids and pay the bills nigga
Daughters growing up fast and that's a hard pill to swallow
Bitches on the road doing shows its just me and gwalla
Brothers on the go trying to see a couple million dollars
Thinking about the good times damn where the time went
Thuggin on the grind wasn't to much time spent
I remember runnin from the law jumping fences
I remember being really broke in the trenches
How can I forget it
How can I forget it
I remember
I remember bein broke and ain't going back
I remember starting fire with a dime sac
Now I'm plugged in running through whole pack
Have me looking like damn where the time at
My daughter growing up fast
Too much time spent
In the studio late night loungin
I was hustlin I was grindin
Trying to make the money
So I could pay the rent
I remember bein broke and ain't going back
I remember starting fire with a dime sac
Now I'm plugged in running through whole pack
Have me looking like damn where the time at
My daughter growing up fast
Too much time spent
In the studio late night loungin
I was hustlin I was grindin
Trying to make the money
So I could pay the rent
I'm from the country
Was in Alabama
Kerosene and no lights
We had to use candles
See my momma get beat on for no f*ckin reason
This other kid had it made but usually I would tease him
I'm those six kids the brady bunch
I be set up here but rarely had a lunch
Ramen noodles we probably eat em everyday
Momma stealin out the store
Just tryin to make a way
She was in love with a nigga
Man was never good
Used to take from her purse
I never understood
Say I gotta let go of all this shit
The last time me and my momma tried to kill da bitch
And we packed up our clothes
In dodge Plymouth
Barley made it to Pecola
In a small limit
We ain't have nowhere to go
But loaves and fishes
Momma cryin out to the lord for forgiveness
For forgiveness
I remember bein broke and ain't going back
I remember starting fire with a dime sac
Now I'm plugged in running through whole pack
Have me looking like damn where the time at
My daughter growing up fast
Too much time spent
In the studio late night loungin
I was hustlin I was grindin
