S.L.A.B. - I RememberLyrics

[Trae] I find myself in a daze, sitting watching time fly on by I tried to catch a grip, but somehow we keep moving on by We came a long way, from playing hide-and-seek on the block To bleeding corners on the daily, barely missing the cops We turned to grown men, quicker than the blink of an eye Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs wouldn't let us in 'em We was young, and plus our pants sag like Dubs But we ain't care, cause half of the parking lot knew who we was We came from riding on a bike, and graduated to a Houpe Six deep with a grey cassette, trying to swang banging Screw That was the days, but now we only riding with guns Only understanding I got, is multiplying my funds And moving slow in a drop, pass bops so grimey Missing better days, hoping they could come and find me [Hook] I remember, being kids on the block Pennies and my nickels, soon turned to a knot I went from playing tag, to me running from the cops Went from Tunker Toys, me swanging in a drop Flying pass bops I remember, being kids on the block Pennies and my nickels, soon turned to a knot I went from shooting water, to me loading up a glock I came from the gutter, trying to make it to the top Shit don't stop [Jay'Ton] I remember kicking it, with my niggaz in Middle School In the hall full time, fuck class and all the rules Late night, I was with the O.G.'s on the block Curfew broke, but I was trying to stack me a knot With my nigga Raw-C, Nick and the T-Head Can't forget about the J2, and blocks we bled Playing tackle football, while we on the concrete In the house, imitating everybody we can beat From the West to the North, with my nigga Pyrex On the hunt for some bops, roaming through the projects When I turned 16, Trae bought me a car Four 15's, so the hood know who we are Jay walking, so you know I'm walking it fly T-shirt creased up, fuck a suit and a tie Them was the days, I'll probably never see him again So my main focus now, is for me stacking my ends [Boss] I was raised back in the 80's, I can tell ya bout the Smurfs We was kids, we done traded our nurse for hard work I can go back in the day, to playing get like me In the hood looking for trouble, can you hit like me I was a youngster in the street life, bailing through the street lights First pair of G-Nike's, ask a nigga what that G like I remember playing curve ball, and soccer They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers The days ain't the same, in '79 Nigga was cool in '94, but now everybody walk in a shady line 25 years of keeping it real, wasn't hard for me Living for the moment, to hit the gates for the Lord to see [Hook] [Z-Ro] I done came a long way, from cutting class No more ducking hall monitors, now the FED's on my ass Grown man shit Joseph Wayne McVey, I never thought I would say That a state jail or prison, is a place I'd have to stay I remember Saturday morning, cartoons and basketball Half of the niggaz I was hooping with, in a casket y'all The streets, is a graveyard 187's every second, please watch over my days Lord I'm nothing but a Christian, I'm down with Jehovah But this day in time, you ain't gon make it if you ain't a soldier So God forgive me because I'm strapped, somebody might try to do me The real world ain't like my block, this shit it like a movie Make me wanna travel back in time, like Michael J. Fox To when all my people was living, and it was love on the block But ain't nothing but the future, bout to take place It'll never be 1989 again, so nigga fuck friends [Hook]