Текст Don Q – Quick Reminder
Текст:
I’m planning on keeping my name from «In memory of»
I swear this game will break up a bond with some people you generally love
The way they be moving, man I cannot tell if they jealous or is it a grudge
They see me excelling, or is it because they picture failing?
Well picture me sailing through Italy pouring a pitcher of mud
Nigga, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah I came from the block and I’m cocky as shit
Ain’t taking a shot but I got the assist
Still playing defense, just watch for the pick
Coppers ain’t slick with that stopping and frisk
Jump out if you wet and I’m hopping a fence
Chanel’s release and I got them at Fifth’s
10k at least for my shopping expensive (on what, nigga?)
All on footwear, nigga
Turn the strip club to a book fair, nigga
Walk in the trap, it’s a cook here
Think it’s a jux here, don’t even look here, nigga
Where I’m from, it ain’t been a good year
Seen a lot of young niggas lives get took here, nigga
You don’t really know what it took here, bitch
I was chosen before I was put here, nigga
Street niggas tell me «Don’t switch up the subject»
They want us to break but the shit ain’t destructed
How much can you take when the system corrupted?
She in love with the AP, my wrist so seductive
Once I reach for my zipper, that’s end of discussion
I be she gon’ taste every drip when I’m nuttin
When I fly out of state, I got zips in my luggage
They told me a play wouldn’t fit but I stuffed it, nigga (yeah)
Yeah, look at they face, yeah they sick to they stomach
Nigga, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah I came from the block and I’m cocky as shit
Ain’t taking a shot but I got the assist
Still playing defense, just watch for the pick
Coppers ain’t slick with that stopping and frisk
Jump out if you wet and I’m hopping a fence
Chanel’s release and I got them at Fifth’s
10k at least for my shopping expensive (on what, nigga?)
All on footwear, nigga
Turn the strip club to a book fair, nigga
Walk in the trap, it’s a cook here
Think it’s a jux here, don’t even look here, nigga
Where I’m from, it ain’t been a good year
Seen a lot of young niggas lives get took here, nigga
You don’t really know what it took here, bitch
I was chosen before I was put here, nigga
Street niggas tell me «Don’t switch up the subject»
They want us to break but the shit ain’t destructed
How much can you take when the system corrupted?
She in love with the AP, my wrist so seductive
Once I reach for my zipper, that’s end of discussion
I be she gon’ taste every drip when I’m nuttin
When I fly out of state, I got zips in my luggage
They told me a play wouldn’t fit but I stuffed it, nigga (yeah)
Yeah, look at they face, yeah they sick to they stomach
I grew up with niggas that’s Crippin’ and Bloodin’
And ain’t have to bang just to fit in or nothing
You moving like you too timid or something
They acting like they forgetting or something
Like a rapper that’s better is living or something
It gotta be 2Pac or Biggie or something
I got a shoe box of 20s to put on the enemy
Go out and Kennedy son
Niggas smile in your like we friendly or something
Niggas all in my space like they lending me something
Like managers still don’t remember me
Switching identities in different cities or something
Like cameras around the facility, ain’t got no pics of me
All out in Philly or something
And ain’t have to bang just to fit in or nothing
You moving like you too timid or something
They acting like they forgetting or something
Like a rapper that’s better is living or something
It gotta be 2Pac or Biggie or something
I got a shoe box of 20s to put on the enemy
Go out and Kennedy son
Niggas smile in your like we friendly or something
Niggas all in my space like they lending me something
Like managers still don’t remember me
Switching identities in different cities or something
Like cameras around the facility, ain’t got no pics of me
All out in Philly or something