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remember me - jai chromatic lyrics

uh rēmēmbēr me
i don’t bleed
i don’t need no teach
n*ggas stay leachin
i don’t need b*tches
my feet tucked in beaches
your girl mid
mines like the taste of peaches
uh
remember me
i don’t bleed
you the type of
n*ggas that stay under bleachers
imma be the one sellin out dem arenas
mask wit dis stick like i’m from tsushima

uh
remember
perverted mindsets obscene
she look at me with this cup of lean
on a path or road tryna be
thе greatest to evеr do it yah mean
i’m teaching you n*ggas
understand me i’m not yo dean
meet my choppa
it’s on go mode
it’s always on green
n*gga supposed to be gangster
had that n*gga doin the billie jean
y’all n*ggas think you got i got this eye
whole this choppa bouta ring
i’m on game 7
goin 30 on 30
whole up this b*tch getting screaming
no wonder my major is business
i paint descriptors
that i picture vividly
my friends saying
wtf gotten into me
f*cks i got rid of deez
06 the last time i been asleep
most of my guys
couldn’t read or math solve
they rather trap a pack
at the gas stop
then skrrrt a coupe
like it’s nascar
hop in the booth
n*gga that’s breakfast to me
if y’all testing yourself
in acceptance
i bet you’ll be here next semester
at least
my morale never lessen
less i don’t give lessons
but i neva let myself lead
my people down bad roads
we on roads to riches
we ain’t wrecking at sea
swerving isles
wit a leg out the jeep
working now
and i worked then
but i always found
myself pressuring me
a verse a day
a 9 kept me at peace
how y’all stay on snap
so much
and still lose in definite streaks
my zen protected in beats
and digits
they tell me the sky’s the limit
that’s exactly where i am headed
can’t rap battle i hit up mcdonald’s
cuz n*ggas be too plain
like 9/11
you fightin fire
that ain’t wise
it’s deadly
picking apart
my picks of art
that’s heavy on inspiration
to create sh*t
the same ways
the greats chose to take it
now that dawg in me
be crawling wit rabies
life was ruff
crack stuff in a mason
wit henny spilt
cracked glass where the
table sit
overcame
crackin back
like i slave and sh*t
3/5ths , but that fraction
i made it mixed
for the fraction i can’t
lapse so i’m pacin it
patiently penning
pages till the payments hit
she said i got the sound
sounded like crazy talk
i push my b*lls in her
favorite sport 8ball
my steps
startin to look like
jesus walks
n*ggas look at me like a king
i’m all might wit dis one for all
and yk i ball

- jai chromatic lyrics

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