[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
M-m-make a move y'all
Gettin' money for years nothin' to prove y'all
From Mary to the Diddy, from Diddy to the bank bought the Range in the city
Young boy rappin' on them tapes, ready rock baggin' up messin' up the plates
Thought I was fresh, nothin' less
Leather had the pelle on the jacket with the eights
Thugged out rockin' at the fever, .38 revolver'll make 'em a believer
Shiny suits if you think I'm Jiggy
Couldn't tell me sh** after I did a song with Biggie
Swizzy and my double R fam had it locked in the checks with the dog DMX
And still gettin' big checks, and still b**hes wanna give me s**
[Hook: Sevyn Streeter]
Faded summer days
Baby, you remind me of cut-off jeans and jay's
Baby, you remind me of young mistakes we made, the one that got away
Seems like yesterday
You remind me
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Used to move dope by the bundle
Pushed the 3 Series downtown to the tunnel
Dream of this rap sh** and gettin' out the jungle
n***as was hungry, n***as was not humble, n***as should not stumble
If you had somethin' to sting, I woulda stung you
"We gon' make it" only dream I ever clung to
I remember makin' up raps sellin' crack
Goin' to sleep and wakin' up movin' packs
n***as tried to move on me so I had to move 'em back
Hardest n***a, brought the same attitude to rap
Remind me of the 'caine that remind me of the pain
I been rhymin' insane since I got into the game
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
From windmills to jumpshots to carryin' crack
Divorcin' my day job gettin' married to rap
Now they don't stretch you, back then was special
You down with the clique, had to slapbox and wrestle
Get hit in the mouth for talkin' when they ain't ask you
Two-tone British slip-ons with the ta**els
[?] with the creases, had sweatsuits and leases
Buck 50 for a soda and the pizza
Priceless, you could have fun for free
Either man-hunt, tap-tap 1 2 3
Even though it's all far behind me love, those are just some of the things you remind me of
[Hook]