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letra de i remember - ty'jule

(verse)
my grandma died of cancer
my uncle got k!lled
last year, my grandad died, but i didn’t cry
i won’t forget their names; i’m going to keep their names alive
i won’t change for the fame
i won’t let money get to my head
my same friends from middle school betrayed me
bullies take lunch money at school
i stand up for myself; no one will make me a fool
i’m rising to success; i’m going become famous
when i get big, i may take a trip to new york
if you were my real friend, you would show me support
when i have good news, you ignore me and smirk
i followed my fake friend on instagram, and she blocked me
i was hardheaded
i didn’t listen to the teacher; i thought they were stupid
girls don’t need to show their underwear to be gorgeous
look at aaliyah, she’s s-xy and didn’t do that
she was a cl-ssy woman
your family members pickpocket you, but you don’t see it
you’re focused on money, and you’re worried who is your friend or enemy
people k!ll for fame and fortune; they love attention
they want attention, but they don’t deserve it
i stay away from evil people, they’re a disease
i show hostility towards people who show animosity to me
weak friends are feeling angry, i don’t tell them my business
your friend turned you against your main man, they a mastermind
you were so blind to notice that they were behind it
i remember getting to school late; i was feeling angry
i got my first detention in 7th grade for disrespecting the teacher
one thing that i didn’t do was fail my cl-sses
i didn’t expect to have a sour throat at detention, it hurt bad
when detention was over, i was glad
i got into my first fight in high school and was suspended
i remember fighting family members for fun
i’m was dealing with with peer pressure in school
i had difficult experiences
where i’m from, it’s either get the dough or die broke
i remember days that my clothes were dirty
i didn’t have washer powder, so i put on the same underwear
someone stole my wristw-tch in 7th grade
i’ve seen fiends and crime scenes in the hood
my friends provoked me to choke them, but i didn’t do that
i’m not going to be somebody that i’m not
i’m hanging with my clique; i’m not worried about being angry
once you snitch on your crew, they’re on your head like eve
i’m a freedom writer, i can speak how i feel, and that’s real
is he my brother’s keeper, or does he want to k!ll me?
your friend plotted on you and shot you
we live in a society where it doesn’t matter how good you do, you’re still in danger
you get hit with a banger, and you’re dead
my mom hope that i don’t get eaten by the streets; i won’t do that
i won’t let anybody -ss-ssinate my character
i got diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder when i was fourteen
i felt close to the streets in middle school, now, i came to my senses
almost everybody have hatred in my city
they want to shoot you with a shotty or want you to be a n-body
i caught the bus and metrolink with my mom
my mom’s car broke down in the middle of the street
i was in a jungle with crazy animals
i don’t mind ghetto people; but i don’t like ignorant people
all my life, i knew drug dealers and gang members

- tyjule

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