THINK BACK Lyrics

I remember back then, when I picked up the pen Get Rich was on the screen, fell in love

Mama bought the massacre for me, it had me writing I was so excited but I had to hide it

Since I was living with my grandma and I knew she wouldn't like it

That's back when we had CDs and no devices Spit my first rap for my friends like

Check me out, y'all like this Niggas started laughing and my face had me ashamed to try it

But I ain't quit trying, I kept going and kept it private

It's something about them sleeping on me that set me on fire

And I'm eleven at the time, knew I had time to grind

Knew that I was special, look how bright I am, my pose to shine

I stepped away for a little, at fourteen I'm back

Moved to Columbia where mama made a lot of raps

Kicked out of three high schools, was bout to quit and not go back

But home ain't where the hoes at, so I go back the next year

To Blythewood Academy Alternative, one semester all I had to do

And I can go from there to RNE, Richland Northeast

I'm from Sumter but Columbia really made me a beast

Got the RNE, got cool with a crip named Crome C

Used to wanna bang folk too, we was around the G's

And Crome rapped to we would freestyle at lunch instead of eat

Recording songs on my phone while he play the beats

I remember back then, when I picked up the pen

Get Rich was on the screen, fell in love right then

I remember back then, when I picked up the pen

Get Rich was on the screen, fell in love right then

I remember back then

I remember back then

I remember back then

I remember back then

I remember back then

It's Yung E, here I go again

And I've been standing out the track, now I'm going in

Yeah, rolling in, better get your fucking pens right

But yeah, me, I been right, what's that, ten strikes

And that's the old flow from the old phone

Back when mama got evicted and we couldn't go home

I had to stay with a friend, and mama working nights again

I was in the hood, smoking weed, tryna dodge life again

Months went by, I called grandma like, can I come back home

Was low and depressed, just making sad songs

She said, if you come back, you better not act wrong

Came back to Sumter with some backbone

Couple months of school left, but I was back on track

And the peers that I used to know, they didn't know I rapped

Summertime, linked up with my brother Alex, let him hear my raps

At Dillon Park, he knew where the cyphers at

Niggas in the circle flowing

Alex pushing me to go in and raps ready beforehand

I said a line and started choking, damn, on some eight mile shit

All this legit, I ain't joking, it's on video

Exposing me, this supposed to be my moment, but it wasn't

No trip, I ain't quit, but back to the drawing boards

It's something about them L's that really bring the dog about the boy

Got home and ordered me a mic

And my grandma let me use her laptop every night

Until she let me have it for five hundred

She scratched the price, cause she saw me working

Or she didn't think I could pay the price

So I owe her big time, cause this shit saved my life

That's when I promised her I would get a house as nice

Anywhere she like

Before E Cain, I was Yung E

Back when I used to hang around, Tre and Dashin

Young Entertainment was the group I made, starring me

Monte, another Trey and Ja, all-star team

It was this group called True Fam, bless Rayshad and bam

Seen the whole city was fans, so I got cool with them

The movement, had a team, but I wanted to move with them

Just wanted to be the fucking man, tired of losing, man

So I switched up on my people, I ain't proud of that

If I can go back, I wanna take it back, though

It brought the spotlight to me and my rap bros

From Young Entertainment, so tell me I changed

I still wanna change it

I was seventeen, working at a job

Tryna be the boss, started throwing parties with the fam

I done paid the cost by switching up

But if the homies call me, I'll be picking up

Still was locked in at the crib, so did I give it up? Nah

I been cutthroat with business decisions

Business is business, and I'm about mine

Can put aside a friendship

To handle mine when the money on the line

Hard explaining that, so I had to leave them in the blinds

Like dead flies

This ain't no diss, so no dissing

The last that dissed them went missing

I'm just saying that back then

I couldn't really explain the vision

Ten years later, I'm still on that mission

Hope you get it

After high school, I went to school in Raleigh

Niggas acted hard at college

Was waiting for someone to try me

Reppin' the merk

In every song, and to everybody

I'll be the first

The blow from there, real nigga, they gon' feel

And this, this ain't all of it

But it's a little taste of, you know, my musical journey

How my music career got started

A lot of these stories I never told

And I know it's more to tell

So stick with me

Wish me well

Cain, appreciate you for listening