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I Remember

๐Ÿ‘ค Corner Boy P, Curren$y, T.Y. โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Jetlanta EP โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:10
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โฑ๏ธ 4:10 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

My Cadillac got a chandelier We keep it pumped full of
gas in here I just might take over rap
this year Kill all them niggas who
dressin weird Pack up that mess and
get outta here Smokers and focused
on switchin' gears Show you how that 911 steer She wanted me to know
how it feel She expressin' herself
while I grip the wheel Girl, girl wait... Wait, wait
you tryna get us killed Get you back to the crib You gon' the one be the
main bitch But I don't wanna do no
more main bitches Pull up I still do my thing wit' ya Momma hyper like a 'caine sniffer I'm might have a Uber come
and get her Bring her back to your
house nigga Real G shit, Never play out nigga One of the illest niggas that's
in the South, nigga Turkey bags are the best All grown out west Come around, be my guest We can have a hustle contest 'Cause I remember when I
didn't have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit I wasn't always livin' like
this homie I remember when I didn't
have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit We wasn't always livin'
like this'
I was sellin' reggie on the
street for $10 Runnin' from truancy,
hop the fence Now I got two Rollies,
I'ma ice 'em both Drove her friend and she bad,
tryna hit 'em both Them dumb hoes tellin' me I
do the most Used to call me dirty,
I ain't had it though Now I got diamonds and
designer clothes Trappin' out the back with the screen do' Hoppin' out the jeep with
no doors on it Don't show up to my house
with all them clothes on I'm talkin' to the money,
nigga, hold on I ain't know none of that
shit you own I can pimp a ho from my
cell phone I just roll up bread like a
calzone Rifle hit ya ass from a mile long I just gave my last bitch
the dial tone 'Cause I remember when I
didn't have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit I wasn't always livin' like
this homie I remember when I didn't
have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit We wasn't always livin' like this'
Racin' Chevys on the interstate Motor sound like an earthquake Street money, yeah that's
all I make On that fly shit every day I been waitin' up on my feature Diamonds shinin' of the meter Lil niggas out here tweakin' I ain't slippin', yeah I keep it Designer gas what I'm breathin' I just left out of the Nolia Shot to the A, me and my K Bitch, I be rollin' with soldiers Heavy metal strapped, top waist A hunnid racks in the sofa The flo', the wall, and in the ceiling Round my neck I got trophies Hunnid rounds if you try to take it 'Cause I remember when I
didn't have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit I wasn't always livin' like
this homie I remember when I didn't
have this shit I remember when I didn't
have this shit We wasn't always livin' like this'

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