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letra de i remember - chevy gold

[verse 1]
i remember those who supported before the buzzing
i remember shawty who put me d with her cousin
i remember saying i was and they said i wasn’t
i remember middle school b-tches treated me like i’m nothing
i remember high school swag, eagle and hollister
i remember high to blazers i had a lot of em
i remember saying i was never gon smoke
now i look back like d-mn that was a h-ll of a joke
now i’m looking to the future cuz its looking pretty bright
waiting for the day my name illuminate with city lights
so right now im tryna get it right
shawty gave me one chance i didn’t hit it right
so now i’m politicing for another chance, hopefully she drop them pants
so i can show her why i be the man
she said my pipe too big to be bussing early
well you got me fore playing for hour that sh-t can take a toll on me
i’m just keeping it a bean i’m just keeping it a benji
i like nike, i like polo, i don’t really like givenci
or givenci how ever you dudes pr-nounce it i don’t give a f-ck
if it ain’t about the money, im bouncing
i ain’t a college n-gga but i’m still in school
i don’t got problems doing work i just don’t be feeling school
i’m real so i ain’t ever have a problem feeling cool
so i ain’t gotta stomp the yard my n-gga i’m still cool
in the streets they f-ck for cheddar , in school they f-ck for letters
i ain’t rich or a kappa but i still go at whoever
f-ck the world and its standards watch me disregard it
open up her gates i f-ck around and kiss the garden
long as the lawn mowed i’m never on p-wn mode
king mode keep a queen that turn you n-ggas charcoal
even though my heart cold, you know i got a sweet spot
keep it heavy armored dawg i even got the key locked
ya’ll give ya all to these hoes remind me of zealots
chasing religion, but i’m just minding my business for real
you can’t match me with the style or the talents
stay fried like a scallop, stay deep in the green just like the red inside a olive
be getting back in the pala
hit the stage i hear the realest people holler
but i never lost track of who i was cuz it made me who i am
i don’t hate my old b-tches because they made me to a man

[outro]
i remember those who supported before the buzzin
i remember shawty who put me d with her cousin
i remember saying i was and they said i wasn’t
i remember middle school b-tches treated me like im nothing
i remember high school swag, eagle and hollister
i remember high to blazers i had alot of em
i remember saying i was never gon smoke
now i look back like d-mn that was a h-ll of a joke

- chevy gold

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