Rear View

Yeah, uh I remember getting teased for sneakers Before this rap thing was cool Before they’d ask for features When we was flat broke with no plans for dinero Our chances looking narrow But now it’s quite mellow oh But I’m still working towards the mansion though Working towards the wraith, the i8 And all the splashing bro But this road still looking long as hell And I’ll be honest I have days where I doubt I’ll prevail But I’m just glad to see my momma smile Tears no longer stain her face You told me boy keep the faith We gon’ see them better days Pray every time when you down And don’t forget God when you’re great And seeing what you’ve done with yourself In the last couple of years I’ll keep the faith And I’ll work for it just like you did Yeah yeah I remember getting teased for wearing sneakers Before this rap thing was cool Before they’d ask for features Back when these girls called us lame Back when me and my Brodie used to skate down that lane With the half-naked women Oh shit how the times changed Nowadays I get my dick sucked just for being J So many different bItches I’ve probably seen more titties than a fat kid’s had Twinkies But I digress Bypass bullshit Hate is under my class Quite classy but this summer i want my pinky looking glassy And a chain so big Have the whole city wanna blast me I remember getting teased for wearing sneakers Before this rap thing was cool Before they’d ask for features Showed mad promise in school Go ahead and ask my teachers I told my momma i don’t need anything the school’s gonna teach us I’ve come a long way since Same bounce in different hallways since And if we ain’t talking building brands Then our meeting just don’t make sense If it don’t make rands then it don’t make sense, uh Always focused bro the bag come first Operation by any means shit I might snitch purse And I might turn perp It dawned on me when I worked clerk That this normalcy of dormancy is death to a dream And I can’t do it I can’t die basic That’s why I’m up every morning I’m working I’m grinding I need that blow up urgent Yeah I remember getting teased for wearing sneakers Was never about the kicks But the logo and the price tag on those fucking sneakers Shit I remember being a joke I used to rock the same clothes Remember going to school and have no lunch Ain’t have a cent And I remember how my momma used to struggle with that rent I remember my confidence low Remember we prayed and held on Remember the brandy was hot For r4 we buying a lot Man I remember passing out at 14 750 on my own Cheap wine to pass the time That’s the only thing that i know And I remember thinking suicide Would I be missed All black and my momma crying Give her a kiss But I took all of that Narrated my life through these songs Now they applauding that Made it out the darkest places Tell me where the hopeless And where the broken at I hope my pops is looking down with a smile And I hope he’s proud of his son (And I hope he’s proud of his son)