I Remember
What I'm going through
They don't understand what I'm going through
I don't think they understand what I'm going through
I don't think they understand it
Wait, hol' on!
I don't think these niggas understand what I'm going through
They don't get what I'm saying, so I'm better off just showing you
I do this for my mans that ain't never coming home
And my fans that literally know every word to my songs (every word to my songs)
My brother gone, but I'm still holding strong (I'm still holding strong)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Sometimes I cry, but I'm still holding on (I'm still holding on)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong
I remember them days
When I used to ask mamma
"Could I bring my friends over?"
She like, "Boy, what's your problem? (she like,"Boy, what's your problem?)
I done told you plenty times that you ain't got no friends" (you ain't got no friends)
I ain't never understand, so I still brung 'em in (I still brung 'em in)
Now I get what she was saying
Niggas never did shit for me (never did shit for me), so when I sign that deal, niggas ain't gon' get shit for free (ain't gon' get shit for free)
I swear the police sick of me
They know that I'm still in these streets (they know that I'm still in these streets)
So I take they publicity they give me to that industry (they give me to that industry)
Fuck all these niggas
Fuck, fuck, fuck all these hoes
They know I got a bitch, so fuck you call me for?
'Cause they know I'm having shit
Got so much money I'll buy that bitch (I'll buy that bitch)
I don't need no average bitch if my girl be on that savage shit
Yeah, I love that girl (heh)
And if you ridin' with them niggas, we gon' roll on 'em (we gon' roll on 'em)
He wrote his statement, signed that paper, how he fold on 'em? (how he fold on 'em?)
The same nigga say he real, but he told on 'em (but he told on 'em)
I hope Dre Day get that appeal, broski hold on (broski hold on)
And if you ridin' with them niggas, we gon' roll on 'em (we gon' roll on 'em)
He wrote his statement, signed that paper, how he fold on 'em? (how he fold on 'em?)
The same nigga say he real, but he told on 'em (but he told on 'em)
I hope Dre Day get that appeal, broski hold on
I don't think these niggas understand what I'm going through (understand what I'm going through)
They don't get what I'm saying, so I'm better off just showing you (so I'm better off just showing you)
I do this for my mans that ain't never coming home (ain't never coming home)
And my fans that literally know every word to my songs (know every word to my songs)
My brother gone, but I'm still holding strong (I'm still holding strong)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Sometimes I cry, but I'm still holding on (I'm still holding on)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
They don't understand where I'm coming from
Them 20's, 50's, them 100's on me
They like: "Damn, where you get your money from?"
I'm strapped up, what the fuck I'm runnin' from?
Unless I see twelve, then I might just bail
These niggas wanna see me go back to jail
But I'll be damned if I let a nigga see me fail
Damn, homie, thought you was my mans, homie (thought you was my mans, homie)
You was supposed to ride when shit hit the fan, homie (shit hit the fan, homie)
You act like I died when I was in the can, homie (when I was in the can, homie)
I wish they was lyin' 'bout the shit that they was saying, homie ('bout the shit that they was saying, homie)
But it was true
My bro told me, so I knew (my bro told me, so I knew)
And even though you forgot about me
Just know I'll never forget about you (I'll never forget about you)
And the shit you said, nigga
And that funny ass shit you did, nigga
You couldn't be serious, nigga
Just know that you burned this bridge, nigga
So when I make it, it's only a few of my niggas I'm taking
Drinkin' dark liquor like I'm racist
Poppin' so many pills got my heart racing
Do all these drugs 'cause I can't face the pain
Swear I can't take the pain
Pop two pills, smoke two blunts, and two cups, I escape the pain
So when I make it, it's only a few of my niggas I'm taking
Drinkin' dark liquor like I'm racist
Poppin' so many pills got my heart racing
Do all these drugs 'cause I can't face the pain
Swear I can't take the pain
Pop two pills, smoke two blunts, and two cups, I escape the pain
I don't think these niggas understand what I'm going through (understand what I'm going through)
They don't get what I'm saying, so I'm better off just showing you (so I'm better off just showing you)
I do this for my mans that ain't never coming home (ain't never coming home)
And my fans that literally know every word to my songs (know every word to my songs)
My brother gone, but I'm still holding strong (but I'm still holding strong)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Sometimes I cry, but I'm still holding on (but I'm still holding on)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
They don't understand what I'm going through
I don't think they understand what I'm going through
I don't think they understand it
Wait, hol' on!
I don't think these niggas understand what I'm going through
They don't get what I'm saying, so I'm better off just showing you
I do this for my mans that ain't never coming home
And my fans that literally know every word to my songs (every word to my songs)
My brother gone, but I'm still holding strong (I'm still holding strong)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Sometimes I cry, but I'm still holding on (I'm still holding on)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong
I remember them days
When I used to ask mamma
"Could I bring my friends over?"
She like, "Boy, what's your problem? (she like,"Boy, what's your problem?)
I done told you plenty times that you ain't got no friends" (you ain't got no friends)
I ain't never understand, so I still brung 'em in (I still brung 'em in)
Now I get what she was saying
Niggas never did shit for me (never did shit for me), so when I sign that deal, niggas ain't gon' get shit for free (ain't gon' get shit for free)
I swear the police sick of me
They know that I'm still in these streets (they know that I'm still in these streets)
So I take they publicity they give me to that industry (they give me to that industry)
Fuck all these niggas
Fuck, fuck, fuck all these hoes
They know I got a bitch, so fuck you call me for?
'Cause they know I'm having shit
Got so much money I'll buy that bitch (I'll buy that bitch)
I don't need no average bitch if my girl be on that savage shit
Yeah, I love that girl (heh)
And if you ridin' with them niggas, we gon' roll on 'em (we gon' roll on 'em)
He wrote his statement, signed that paper, how he fold on 'em? (how he fold on 'em?)
The same nigga say he real, but he told on 'em (but he told on 'em)
I hope Dre Day get that appeal, broski hold on (broski hold on)
And if you ridin' with them niggas, we gon' roll on 'em (we gon' roll on 'em)
He wrote his statement, signed that paper, how he fold on 'em? (how he fold on 'em?)
The same nigga say he real, but he told on 'em (but he told on 'em)
I hope Dre Day get that appeal, broski hold on
I don't think these niggas understand what I'm going through (understand what I'm going through)
They don't get what I'm saying, so I'm better off just showing you (so I'm better off just showing you)
I do this for my mans that ain't never coming home (ain't never coming home)
And my fans that literally know every word to my songs (know every word to my songs)
My brother gone, but I'm still holding strong (I'm still holding strong)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Sometimes I cry, but I'm still holding on (I'm still holding on)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
They don't understand where I'm coming from
Them 20's, 50's, them 100's on me
They like: "Damn, where you get your money from?"
I'm strapped up, what the fuck I'm runnin' from?
Unless I see twelve, then I might just bail
These niggas wanna see me go back to jail
But I'll be damned if I let a nigga see me fail
Damn, homie, thought you was my mans, homie (thought you was my mans, homie)
You was supposed to ride when shit hit the fan, homie (shit hit the fan, homie)
You act like I died when I was in the can, homie (when I was in the can, homie)
I wish they was lyin' 'bout the shit that they was saying, homie ('bout the shit that they was saying, homie)
But it was true
My bro told me, so I knew (my bro told me, so I knew)
And even though you forgot about me
Just know I'll never forget about you (I'll never forget about you)
And the shit you said, nigga
And that funny ass shit you did, nigga
You couldn't be serious, nigga
Just know that you burned this bridge, nigga
So when I make it, it's only a few of my niggas I'm taking
Drinkin' dark liquor like I'm racist
Poppin' so many pills got my heart racing
Do all these drugs 'cause I can't face the pain
Swear I can't take the pain
Pop two pills, smoke two blunts, and two cups, I escape the pain
So when I make it, it's only a few of my niggas I'm taking
Drinkin' dark liquor like I'm racist
Poppin' so many pills got my heart racing
Do all these drugs 'cause I can't face the pain
Swear I can't take the pain
Pop two pills, smoke two blunts, and two cups, I escape the pain
I don't think these niggas understand what I'm going through (understand what I'm going through)
They don't get what I'm saying, so I'm better off just showing you (so I'm better off just showing you)
I do this for my mans that ain't never coming home (ain't never coming home)
And my fans that literally know every word to my songs (know every word to my songs)
My brother gone, but I'm still holding strong (but I'm still holding strong)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Sometimes I cry, but I'm still holding on (but I'm still holding on)
Look in my eyes, you'll never know what's wrong (you'll never know what's wrong)
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Christopher Lyon, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Nayvadius Wilburn, Jay W. Jenkins, Charles Pickens
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