Brenton Duvall - I Remember Makonnen (Freestyle) lyrics

Yeah, Uhh, Yeah, Uhh, Yeah, Uhh I just.. Think about all my past times Get on all these f**in tracks and make these words rhyme I don't even sell no dimes cuz I do not have no time But I use to reminisce when me and my homies was on the grind All the time, trying to shine, cuz we need them new things Now a boy got pinky rings, switching lanes with six chains I don't even give a f**, use to have a black truck all the way in zip codes that I do not go no more Oh sh** I got shows, every motherf**in weekend, me and my best friends ain't f**ing speaking Got friends from down under arriving in the morning tell them that makonnen is the best thing going Worldwide. Now you know it, finally I can show it, young boy in the city looking like Im f**in growing all the way with the moon Ocean sun when it be snowing i dunno how i got it Im so thankful for the flow And My friends once again when they come back around I remember all night we was selling that brown to some mother f**in junkies I was acting like a monkey swinging off them goddamn trees making hundred of them things All damn night with the white Now a n***a barely see any type of f**in d**, who the f** is me I just once was a young boy on the f**in corner selling all this dope from Atlanta to California And now I brought it back all the way to the west Cuz them n***as in the east said that I was one of the best So I'm like let me go see if the rumors true when I step off in the room n***as be mad at who When I step in studios n***as trying to sound like who now God damn I ride around in black f**in coops now Don't even need to pick it up, n***a come deliver me Feel like I'm dominoes the way they f**in playing me Oh sh** it's a game, n***a love my last name, girls want my last name, I switch them with my last game Hit em with some new sh**, Like how the f** he who do it I remember being in church staring at them pool pits Like god damn that water could make me feel stronger Then I seen that preachers daughter get k**ed by a gang banger On the f**in corner and them girls was out here singing songs bout sweet Jesus and how he was going come back home Put my whole family on as they f**in waiting n***as on the eastside out here still hating Cuz they know that I'm great when I came from the South Now I'm hottest in the North, ain't sh** else to talk about I'm like damn, Uncle Sam, who the f** is Donald Trump? These n***as done f**ed up, Presidents be going up Now the life in America is all about the money Have no time for no jokes man ain't saying sh** funny When my friends f**in dying, and d** f**in colliding Everyday in communities, b**hes want to do me n***as out here shooting bullets when we ride pa**ed I'm like oh sh** what happened I forgot about my dad Cuz that n***a did me wrong way back in 96 Now I'm feeling like a bad dog looking like Micheal Vick's Out here switching f**ing teams, can't find my f**in path I'm on the f**in road feeling so damn glad that I have f**in twice another day at life I remember last week when I felt like a bum sh** be f**in popping now like a n***a is bubble gum I remember being so broke I couldn't afford no bubble yum Now I'm seeing now and laters riding around in the latest Jaguar super cars saying I'm a super star And my mom came to my release thank god for Warner But man I never swore that I would leave California When I was young I felt dumb Thought I had to be gang banging out here f**in slanging d** But now all these songs I'm singing, I can't think about no hook History about these books All I know is f**in dope fiends and a few crooks that f**in switched their ways Off in the USA, now i feel like GPS when I'm using that ways In an app I can snap on any f**in rap but a n***a hate on me at the same time give me dap I use to be a young fool, Now I'm feeling smarter God damn thank god I'm feeling like a scholar Didn't go to college unless it was for beauty Now the girls love me they want me out in movies I done signed a stupid deal with a new agency Hope they put me on a f**in tv show on channel E God damn I'm entertaining, Oh sh** ain't complaining Cuz the money that I'm making is enough to buy Jamaica, Uhh I love it but sometimes I don't, Uhh I think I'll stay but sometimes I won't I swear that I should leave, what is up my sleeve, Everybody hating, hating on me So I fly all the time when I look at the moon I remember being at home making songs in my room But now I fly all the time and I stare at the moon I remember when I was young making songs in my room But now I fly all the time and I stare at the moon I remember making all these songs back in my room But now I fly all the time and I stare at the moon I remember making songs in my room With my dogs, little two Pitbull's man them just f**in died I swear this sh** ain't cool, I've been hurting so bad I can't even call my dad, thank god I got my mom, hope that she ain't feeling sad About the rumors going round, in the town, what they saying, that I'm f**ing new agent and I'm looking like Satan All I'm doing is K and the coke all night I'm like momma no I'm not but she know I sold that white So it might not sound too f**in farfetched plus you loosing all this weight, man you looking kinda sick I'm like man no I'm not, I be running in the morning, I'm practicing for the world stage so I can put a show on that As good as Beyonce, Look for my fiancé, retire off this rap sh** Chillin in a bungalow, god damn don't need no hoes I just need the f**in cash, I remember being broke Couldn't afford the f**in dash, thats the bus that be riding on western ave I remember being down near crying for my dad, he like f** you I'm leaving, I was out there weeping Now I'm the man from Akron to Cleveland And beyond, doing songs, you know I could f**in snap I be out here looking in it, audience waiting for claps But these n***as don't give me claps they just give me stank eye So I hit em with that whip cook that chicken one time Now your girl say she wanna meet a kid backstage I know what she really want just to hit it backstage And f** around and break a condom so she could have my child And when a n***a fall off she say that I ain't sh** now But I never will fall off cuz I never got on I'm the same little kid making songs in my room Now when I f**in fly I just stare at the room, at the moon in my room at the same time I'm feeling like a bride and a groom Won't somebody come and marry me I've been smoking all night, I should f**in pay the fee to the god damn smokers club where I be, be going up God damn nobody f** with me since I ain't going up on a f**in Tuesday But I got new news today I could make plenty songs slow it down anyway, All in the USA, they know I'm leaving soon I remember making songs staring at the moon in my room Now when I fly I just stare at the moon cuz I remember making songs in my room Now when I fly I just stare at the moon cuz I remember being alone just making these songs in my room Making these songs in my room I remember being alone In my room Staring at the moon