Remember Days (feat. Kvng Rillo)

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NGM lil G

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Remember days ain't had nun, Pops broke we down bad son
Had to learn my lessons, Now a mf have some
Countin up my blessin, Went from really broke
To havin sum, Soon to cop my moms a crib
Now we livin lavish son, Remember days ain't had nun
Pops broke we down bad son, Had to learn my lessons
Now a mf have some, Countin up my blessin
Went from really broke, To havin sum
Soon to cop my moms a crib, Now we livin lavish son
All the shit I been thru, It done made me a bigger man
Pop taught me right from wrong, Moms taught me dividends
Either way I love em both, I really ain't kiddin man
F*ck all this trap shit, I'd give it up in a minute man
People blowin up my phone, Actin like i ain't gotta life
No Sir And yes mam, That's what my respons be like
I'm just tryna get some head, And maybe go to bed tonight
Hopefully that just cool wit you, I'll wake up Make you breakfast right
Livin my best life, And ion owe nobody shit that's right
Ion owe you, And I don't owe nobody else
Runnin up my own check, This the greatest that I ever felt
Countin up and these bands, I ain't need no one help
Soon to have a gold plaque, Right up on my fuckin shelf
Brother told me go and get it, Don't pay mind to no one else
Told him that you right big bro, I'm focused on Another level
F*ck around in different towns, I'm Blowin checks
They know wassup, Told lil baby drop it down
Im throwin 1's, she throw it up
F*ck around in different towns, I'm Blowin checks They know wassup
Told lil baby drop it down, im throwin 1's She throw it up
Remember days ain't had nun, Pops broke we down bad son
Had to learn my lessons, Now a mf have some
Countin up my blessin, Went from really broke
To havin sum, Soon to cop my moms a crib
Now we livin lavish son, Remember days ain't had nun
Pops broke we down bad son, Had to learn my lessons
Now a mf have some, Countin up my blessin
Went from really broke, To havin sum
Soon to cop my moms a crib, Now we livin lavish son
Cant fucc wit you niggas on nanny
I'm just out here chasin a Grammy
I do this shit for the family, show you my toy's story not talkin Andy
You niggas not what you claim, you ain't been stucc in the rain
You boys ain't earnin no rank, by talkin shit what do you gain?
F-R-E-M-O-N-T from the buffs, these Niggas ain't really fuccin w us
I need a Vega who comin in clutch, 808s beatin like Muffuccin truccs
Pussy Lil Nigga we are not the same, step to my section on set you get changed
Takin yo bitch to the whole she get trained, I ain't gon fucc Bitch I just want the brain
Young Nigga come from the gutta like rain, look in my eyes is you feelin my pain
Like a muscle I strain, ain't gotta fight my lil brother insane
These niggas runnin I'm snatching they chain, fuccin yo bitch and she already came
Bitch I go nuts it ain't no way to tame, but I need the money and fame
(But i need the money and fame)
(I need the money and fame)
(I need the, I need the money and fame)
(I need the money and fame)
(Said i need the money and fame)
Woah woah woah woah
Remember days ain't had nun, Pops broke we down bad son
Had to learn my lessons, Now a mf have some
Countin up my blessin, Went from really broke
To havin sum, Soon to cop my moms a crib
Now we livin lavish son, Remember days ain't had nun
Pops broke we down bad son, Had to learn my lessons
Now a mf have some, Countin up my blessin
Went from really broke, To havin sum
Soon to cop my moms a crib, Now we livin lavish son

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