How Could I Forget (feat. Peter Caine)

Tell me how How could I forget See I done told yall before That I feel like this music ya know what I'm saying is therapeutic ya know If I didn't have it man I'd probably go crazy Traumatization is real I mean how could I forget Them vivid memories I tend to see But when I'm gone will they remember me Sacrifices that I made while evading all my enemies Paid my dues but it was hidden fees Take them back when I was 23 with dreams of living rich Pouring out my soul they didn't seem to give a shit Until I made the front page they recognized my pic Was on the radio now they say I'm making hits Doing shows barely made enough to split My manager was taking every dime he could get Shit Was super shady the way they truly played me Confided in my music nothing she could do to save me But still I was rapping had some beats for sale Providing content cause man these rappers weak as hell To see me fail yea I'm guessing what they wishing But only time will tell though they never truly listen do they Been dealing with this shit on my own So much pressure when you're sitting on that throne damn How could I forget Them nights when my mind was on a fritz Grinding trying to get rich How could I forget Try to block it but the drama rewinds All them nights when my momma was crying man How could I forget My real life is what my music defines Swear I felt like I was losing my mind But How could I forget Damn near feel I'm getting tortured by it Now my mind state is fortified Around the ages of four or five I witnessed a murder Seen things a normal kid has never even heard of I'm saying Understand its underhanded how they contemplate Still remember when the feds raided uncle ray The way they kicked in the door and made us lay on the floor Still I'm mentally scarred though that was ages ago No mistake I know they hating my flow Day to day I just been taking it slow When you making that dough You gotta know them sucker nigga's are scared Even if they're flat broke they putting prices on ya head Thinking twice about that bread Get a slice they want you dead In this game we call life I hit the mic and then I pledge To always keep it real with the cards that they deal me Speaking bout my life it's only right but they don't feel me hell nah Been dealing with this shit on my own So much pressure when you're sitting on that throne damn How could I forget Them nights when my mind was on a fritz Grinding trying to get rich How could I forget Try to block it but the drama rewinds All them nights when my momma was crying man How could I forget My real life is what my music defines Swear I felt like I was losing my mind But How could I forget So much pressure to stay on the grind I almost thought that I would lose my mind How could I forget So when I make it to the top I won't forget you haters that pressured me to stop How could I forget