PB - Remember When lyrics

[Intro: Callon B] Uh huh uh huh x2 f** Wes [Chorus: Callon B & PB] (Callon B) I remember when, I wrote my first rhyme I remember when, I first got on the mic I remember when, I poured my first cup I remember when, I rolled my first blunt and got... (PB) I remember when x 4 Highhhhhhh, highhhhhhhhhhhh, highhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [Verse 1: Callon B] Thirteen know I had the pen and pad in my face, fourteen had a cup and a soda to chase Fifteen is when I made my first song, sixteen with the homies we was hitting the bong And now I'm twenty two, I've been throught plenty dude, and I love myself I don't envy you I've been lower than low, a toaker of dro A s**er for love, and a f**er of hoes And now I'm all grown up, and ain't sh** changed, no I won't budge Ain't a beat made that I won't touch, throw salt on the name but I won't fuss Now I'm bigger that that this is bigger than rap The bigger the buzz, than the quicker the crash I'm ready for the impact, It's been a long road homie in fact [Chorus: Callon B & PB) X2 [Verse 2: Callon B) I recall a time way way back in the day, a couple kids my way all happened to hate What if I cared and wasn't rapping today and I was back in that cla** just napping away No real motives, except tapping the babes, with a mane, who ain't quick nagging a day Trapped, so caught up cracking the safe, but instead I eat beats til I'm fat in the face Once I thought this sh** would fall in my lap, I remember old friends who quit calling me back Ask Ross about the first time we hollowed a Zag, detached the bottle and cap then swallowed the Jack But this ain't my first time on the mic They all loving my sh**, they forgot I was white I still remember my first track, January through December keep pa**ing so fast [Chorus: Callon B & PB] X2 [Verse 3: Callon B] I got pages filled up in my trapper keeper Yo, ummm I ain't ever been a trapper neither I ain't really a rapper either I'm dope when I flow I'm trapping ether That dude that you have to feature Never scared of the mic, catalog of rhymes I'm prepared to recite One of a kind there's no comparing me try I won't quit flowing, till the clarity's right No stone unturned, you gon know my life without meeting me first Ima do me, okay? Meeting adjourned I put one hundred and ten when I'm completing a verse Under the in-fluence again, same old sh** I would do as a kid Bits of my life a accrued through a pen It's a bit hazy but I still remember when [Chorus: Callon B & PB] X2