Pablo Escabear - Jill Price lyrics

We have no idea how much of ourselves is created Embedded in our memories To shape ourselves Like, I still feel bad about stuff I did 30 years ago But we all do like we can all remember like one or two things and-- It's not one or two things, it's everything And i really like Live it and feel it.. [Verse 1: Caskey] Yo this rap money ain't as quick as I supposed And I'm indulged in this life I chose Posing kinds and spending all your time inside a studio When I'm making a k**ing with this script Turning your crib into a dealership then build the sh** You got to feel this sh** If you ever had some problems on the street I ain't grow up poor so my homies run a badge at me Then my father died, 16, I'm the man of the house Pullin' them cameras out, looking up at God like hear me out But he ain't comin' anytime soon Drowning in a pool of my surroundings, doomed, lighters on the spoons We still up at none, suicidal convoys of a drug dealer, skip the s** Mix and matching roaches then I flip the match, don't skip this track My nerves bad pain pills I done served that worst track Had me on a map, yeah but before that ain't nobody bought the tape I used to hate seeing Wayne get all that shine until he signed me, that's my fate Yo the universe had become a full circle In high school I got my own robbed for guns sake Where my homies drew the blueprints of the house Leave my momma one day, I guess my karma lookin' out It's with Vinnie again, my only friend when I was younger All that ridicule we got in middle school just made my hunger stronger To demolish all these lies I hear lately So even when I'm gone just know you're here with me [Hook:Caskey] I swear I won't forget that Floating in smoke clouds b**h I'm on the rise in my hometown From my past, it ain't far away To all the folk who hold me down I swear I won't forget that I remember that like Jill Price We done did some wrong just to get right Just to get right, call it Jill Price Now I swear I won't forget that [Verse 2: Pablo Escabear] Staying at my momma, fuzzy island Just another ba*tard, the streets were my father Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders f**ed by scholarships, flushed down the toilet Hurt me to my heart so I'm still holding grudges Party after party had me face to face with judges Circles had me trapping out the fountain in my budget n***a caught me slippin' so he shot me in my stomach Crazy part about it was that n***a was my homie I took him on his first lick, gave him his first bricks Showedme that don't mean sh** that's why I don't trust sh** Issues in my past got my name on the d**h list Stick with a full clip!, blunt full of loud sh**! Sexy little red b**h, riding in my new whip Pocket full of money but I still ain't sh** Cause being broke and on my dick is something that I'll never forget [Hook] [Verse 3: Jelly Roll] Smoking on this lean and G helps to give me energy Helps me in this industry of finna-be's and pretend-to-be's Where everybody say they love you, but really try to f** you This music game ain't nothing, it's just a hustle Until the fans come and they demand the album But 'fore rap we sold crack out of abandoned houses What you know about? Mama crying saying you should slow it down But everybody broke and you the only one to hold it down Blowing loud, remember the nights that I was whippin' away My brother gone he sent to prison for life If you still live in the light I pray your gettin' it right I'm having big dreams, picket fence, kids and a wife But until it's that time I'm on this grind and I'm a bit high Forgive me this time but if you wasn't with me when I couldn't get by Don't come around now that we hot as b**h fried [Hook] Nearly, we forget all the bad things Or a lot of them or they're dulled Dulled, the emotions are dulled But, with Jill, she's right there..