[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]