Burden - I Remember Lyrics

I woke up this morning with a chip on my shoulder
Everybody gone dawg, I done got sober,
Streets got hot, but the world got colder
Bad lil thot, Imma f*ck than ghost her,
Every damn day is roller coaster now ,
Reaper calling, imma hold the phones for now,
Went to prison homie, you ain't hold me down,
Everything backwards, I'm the Poster child,
Someone said I was a f*ck up,
Someone told me I'm a let down,
Come and get it if you want some,
But you know how we get down
I -run around thinkin bout money all day
like a mother f*cker never had food,
I, want to sit down with a bloody ass steak,
When I'm done she can feed me fruit,
I, never been normal, I'm far from average,
At the hotel, please don't touch my baggage,
I done bounced in a state tryna catch a package,
With a throw away phone so the feds can't track it, woooo
For the ones never had it, Gotta make whole lotta noise,
Lemme get a big bag, Imma go and buy toys,
Mother f*ckers ain't loyal, I ain't got a lotta boys
-I don't care what y'all do, but respect my mind,
You gone pay me for it, if you take my time,
Half the industry hate my kind,
So you know a lot of people want to shade my shine
I try to be humble but then They mistake it,
Im someone that really ain't meant to be played with,
And all my fans got me thinkin I'm famous,
The blink of an eye as how quick this shit changes

I remember the Ziplocs,
And moving to vac seals
I remember the industry, dirty me
Signing my name to a bad deal,
I remember the fake friends
How Me being stabbed in the back feel
I remember the heartbreak, and it still hurts,
it was that real
How could you change on me when it came to war you was on the other side
I was just reminiscing everything I lost
Contemplating wanting to die,
They say it gets easier, I thought that I needed ya,
But everything always gone change
I'm hangin on to the days,
I need to throw it away

Back then it was fam yea,
So why are we strangers now,
Cause you was my dawg,
But you bit the hand that's feeding you,
Crazy how,
It's Crazy how greed, come in and breed, all of these thoughts that you harvest of constant betrayal, it's me,
Homie it's me,
How could you do me like that, I'm honest as hell
So many rappers, pretend they had it ,
So f*ckin bad, but didn't experience that,
It's sad and why are you cappin
I really happen, to have a terrible past,
-Environment full of heads and hustlers,
-Someone always sellin something ,
-you could be the customer,
Too many people that's Resting in peace,
When I got the bag, I was blessing the streets,
You do me wrong it's a lesson to teach
Stop using God as a weapon on me,
I'm over talking, lets put it to action,
Never let nobody know where your stash is,
Major transactions, do it in cash,
Or cover the taxes,
I ain't relaxing ,
F*ck bein comfortable, go for the gold,
Talk to my conscience, nobody home,
Lucifer act like I sold him my soul,
I'm a Christian man, til the day that I go,
-I got the industry raising the standards,
I am the entity they want to slander
They ever mention me, Imma bring damage
I keep the hollows in front of the hammers

I remember the Ziplocs,
And moving to vac seals
I remember the industry, dirty me
Signing my name to a bad deal,
I remember the fake friends
How Me being stabbed in the back feel
I remember the heartbreak, and it still hurts,
it was that real
How could you change on me when it came to war you was on the other side
I was just reminiscing everything I lost
Contemplating wanting to die,
They say it gets easier, I thought that I needed ya,
But everything always gone change
I'm hangin on to the days,
I need to throw it away