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Flashbacks (feat. Jeremih)
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[Intro] Grandma honey's made of almond She'll keep hummin' in her sleep [?] hum for me Hum for love, hum for peace I remember niggas tellin' me I changed, like I changed or somethin' Like I ain't still ain't with the gang or somethin' Like I won't put this bitch right up to your brain and start flamin', huh? You think it's that because I'm famous, huh? Just because I rock a hundred chains, I'm not a hundred and I'm strange I had to spit hundred rhymes and spin they block hundred times, I ain't lyin' Niggas actors, get on wax and I spit facts, I ain't tryin' To get home I had back out with that iron, I got spine Runnin' up a billion on my mind, I got time But time ain't on my side, I can't be home, don't got time I can't get no rest in Every day I'm still stressing 'cause I lost my best friends I be ridin' with F&Ns Bought a house out on the West 'cause, bitch, I bring them checks in Gotta count my blessings, I can't let no mess in Right now I gotta fall back until I'm at my best again Ain't got nothin' to do with shit, I'm tucked off at the Westin, uh They don't understand the pain that come with fame Rockin' all these diamond chains, but I still ain't changed So hard for me to stay the same Livin' with these flashbacks inside my brain All the memories when we were spinnin' back at night Gotta put the silence on the gun it ain't no flashing lights All the memories when we were spinnin' back at night Gotta put the silence on the gun it ain't no flashing lights Too much pain, nigga, I'm like, "**** fame" Fast lane, I've been movin' like a Mustang Real niggas, it's some killers, I can't **** with lames Ran this shit up independent, I don't trust the game But I trust myself, tryna touch some wealth All this liquor in my liver, ****in' up my health Either way, I gotta get it when I get up Rolls Royce big, I gotta sit up This shit don't mean nothin', I be droppin' tears thinking about my brother When I called him, he ain't pick up, lost my breath just like a hiccup But the nigga that hit him up, he got hit up And I still be in my city 'cause the streets know I'm that nigga, don't forget it I got more digits, more triggers, more bitches And we all richer, bitch, the Ghost was 450 And I'm still with it, pull up smoke 'em, no pity Know my story notorious, I did it, no Biggie, ayy They don't understand the pain that come with fame Rockin' all these diamond chains, but I still ain't changed So hard for me to stay the same Livin' with these flashbacks inside my brain All the memories when we were spinnin' back at night Gotta put the silence on the gun it ain't no flashing lights All the memories when we were spinnin' back at night Gotta put the silence on the gun it ain't no flashing lights All them nights we was out hustlin' All them nights we was still strugglin' All them nights niggas caught buggin' All them nights we was still thuggin' All them nights shit was really bad, right? We was all we had, right? We were seein' flashlight We were seein' flashlight
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