Remember Me

Hey, where are all my comic books I ain't choose nothing, I was picked for it They don't know what I did for it, cut niggas off, now my back lighter Gave them boys a hundred chances, we getting too old for them antics Can't do nothing but pray y'all good on y'all own Hands together, I pray like a mantis Good under pressure, so why would I panic And it's natural, it look like I planned it Just a artist, I paint on a canvas Be juggling shit, but I manage They love to talk behind my back now But they really ain't doing no damage Treason getting niggas banished When it was time to be loyal, they panicked Work my ass off, nothing free Went from the Q3 to a V, they don't believe, so they gotta see It's a whole world outside of the P's Hands never empty, I got me a bleeze Big-ass bottle I got for the freaks Won't bend, won't fold, I ain't coppin' a plea I ain't taking no breaks, no stopping for me Fully centered in this bitch, make every shot From the top of the key Like all flavors, short or tall Lumberjack, I be chopping up trees They supposed to be focused on bust downs But the only thing they be watching is me, cause there's nobody You make sure your home is straight While I be politickin' with the freaks And I know everything is changed Everything with you and me Cause you know where my heart is, girl And I barely sleep Out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, we make it rain