Remember the Name

I gotta rap, 300 I'm spending a week, that's on tree Man I swear I got me a problem I spent about 5 racks alone on This gucci drip This drip you lil niggas can't cop em I got some young niggas who steady be spinning the block Want a hit it'll cost ya, we ballin like we inna league We all wear 23, yea we pullin the choppas Christoph told me roll up the dope Pico be rollin the woods like a shotta My handicap bro always totin a glizzy Cause security never stop em, and he wit the shits Think you plottin a lick, he gone pull it up and its gone drop ya My bro really dreaded as f*ck but don't think shit wassup He steady, ready to drop ya Niggas be fakin and niggas be jealous But see I'ma get to the money, chasin the chicken They callin me Forrest Cause they always seein me runnin Ballin like Allen wit bands onna wrist, like I'm playing for the nuggets Pullin The shot from the three like I'm Tatum You know that I'm gettin the bucket Cafe the gang, my team go insane, they hatin But they always remember the name I don't give a f*ck what these F*ck niggas say They not talking money, they not getting paid My team we go on the light, never red Unless its Bandannas that fly on my neck You know we up next, Pico from the deuce you that I'ma forever rep on my set But they always remember the name, but they always remember the name But they always remember the name, But they always remember the I got lots of demons that watch when I sleep, and they always up on my shoulder I used to control em, but they got much smarter they f*ck w me now that I'm older They makin me turn on my people i used to be sweeter they say that I'm colder I drink just ease on the pain I cant see in this lane officer I'm not sober I'm swervin the lane cause the thoughts in my brain tellin me that I need to go faster 140 the dash man, I hope I dont crash I ain't got no time to be a casper I really just want all the bands but cant cut up my hand cause the lord is my master And I'm tryna see pops again I cant leave em again see this time we gone last I feel like myself when I'm off of the gas and sippin on drank around all of my bros My niggas they get me and they do not judge me cause see that just how we mofuckin roll We light up the gas and we callin up bitches and have em come dance onna mofuckin pole You see we from separate parts of the city but that don't mean shit my whole team we on go But they always remember the name, but they always remember the name But they always remember the name, Cafe shit