I Remember lyrics

[Intro]

Hot boy, hot boy

If you ain't want to be a hot boy you a not boy nigga

Let's go

I remember as a youngin, hot boy

I remember as a youngin, hot boy

I remember as a youngin, hot boy

I remember as a youngin, hot boy

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

[Verse 1: Turk]

I remember as a youngin, yeah nigga been a hot boy

From the projects young and thugging

Wet a pussy nigga block up

In a stolen van doing capers, I did it myself with no favors

In my city I swear they got haters, swear I never been a hater

Nigga killed my brother Ralo, I was fucked up

Wanted to ride on that nigga

I was locked up, couldn’t do nothing

Probably never would forgive him

Catch a case to go where he at

Get on that list just to visit

Look that young nigga in his eyes

Ask him why the fuck he did it

Nigga I’m the business, yeah I’m the business

Give your nigga’s ass the business

Getting money, stacking bills every day

Nigga I’ma keep getting it

Don’t talk on no phone, do no texting, they snitching

On IG quoting out prices, don’t let them catch you slipping

Foreign whips I’m whipping, flickidy flickidy wrist I’m whipping

Not no GD, no vicelord, no blood, I ain’t tripping

Just a real nigga fuck with real niggas

No joke nigga, no kidding

My ghetto past straight every state

Nigga we relate, I’m ignant

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

[Verse 2: Sy Ari Da Kid]

My block hot as May weather

Money team, I am not Floyd

20 bottles in our section

Got me looking like Cîroc boys

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

RIP, my boys, they knowin' I’m the new captain

I’m wildin', Blade got shot, he was up at the hospital laughing

My bitch from the islands, I call her tropical passion

When you come from where I’m from, you either a cop or you trapping

We got whatever for the low, but not if you ratting

2K only, ain’t finna buy the new Madden

Dump died cause a ho nigga, think I got to move past it

Might cop a new mask, I’m driving too fast, I’m riding through blasting

Want it all, I ain’t asking, off the meter like a taxi

Niggas tell me I be taxing, and I don’t even pay my taxes

(What you say nigga?)

Off the meter like a taxi

Niggas tell me I be taxing, and I don’t even pay my taxes

[Chorus: Sy Ari Da Kid]

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

I remember as a youngin, I just wanted to be a hot boy

Now I’m fucking with my nigga Turk, thug life, Pac voice

[Outro: Turk]

Nigga killed my brother Ralo, I was fucked up

Wanted to ride on that nigga

I was locked up, couldn’t do nothing

Probably never would forgive him

Nigga killed my brother Ralo, I was fucked up

Wanted to ride on that nigga

I was locked up, couldn’t do nothing

Probably never would forgive him

• Artist:Turk
• Album:Get Money Stay Real 2 (2015)