Remember - G Herbo

Yeah, mm

Kid

Long live all my niggas gone

In these streets, for real

Livin' this I’m rappin' 'bout

'Member what it used to be like, I was 17

'Member what it used to be like, I was off the lean

'Member what it used to be like, all I had, a dream

'Member what it used to be like, we ain’t have a thing

But I turned into some shit that they all wanna be like

Ain’t gon' never get like this, 'cause you ain’t wanna be right

I make all the sacrifice so you live a better life

Somebody told me leave your legacy while you still alive

Somebody told me leave your legacy while you still alive

I wonder what it would be like if G-Fazo was still alive

'Member when Kobe died, I drank that shit, roll out the bottle

We went to war for 'Raq when effie was here, but he had a body

We gon' fall out, but this rap shit, wonder what Slim woulda felt about it?

Turned all the way up in this rap shit, but I wish Cap was right here beside me

Now a moment of silence (Now a moment of silence)

Way we grew up, all we knew was violence

2012, we was strapped, used to play with them bitches like violins

We didn’t even get to make it back safe and we hearing the sirens

We gon' get put with the opps son when their phones, wildin

Matter of fact, fuck that, if they want smoke, we can dial in

Just on the low, we gon' pull a vino or a pile in

And we ain’t broke no more, l’ll do ya, end up on an island

Tryin', so my niggas get rich, though

Keep it on my hip, what it’s here for

They be shooting dice with this info

Tenfold stack with his hands full

Fuck a nigga bitch like a nympho

Been in the streets since the info

Draco make 'em duck like limbo

Leave 'em stretched out, no limo

Know I’ma stay one-fifty

Fifty on the chain, one-fifty

You this gang-gang one-fifty

From the toe, big ass 50's

They don’t want no little as glizzy

Better at least put thirty in it

I ain’t gon' lie, this shit serious

These lil' niggas here 'bout they business

They in this shit tryna finish

I got real niggas doing sentences, they in that bitch tryna finish I’ma help

put on for my hood and my city while smoking OG in Givenchy

I was smelling like pot, so at school I was seventeen, they gave a niggaa

detention

Went to school, had to dip, hit the lick with seventeen niggas, we greet 'em

with tension

And big bro' was ready to park by the school till I left just, in case he was

itchy

Free Gill, these niggas is snitchin'

Long live Playboy, niggas bitches

Free T Slick, I miss him Free

Lil Way, he innocent

No Limit Gang

And still doing this shit independent, ya dig?

And I iced out these pointers big

Bitches gon' only get bigger, ya dig?

But niggas are only gon' get richer, ya dig?

My fans, they gotta pay for a picture, ya dig?

Just support a niggaa, ya dig

Y’all know I’m on a mission, kid

Gotta move on, I be on my way, I’ma miss you, kid

I gotta keep getting money

If you get in my way, hope you kissed the kid goodbye