Still Remember (feat. Pooh Shiesty) Lyrics

Still Remember ft. Pooh Shiesty - Gucci Mane

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1209 Squeeze (Hah)

30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga

(Nah, yah, yah, yah)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

(Go) I had to laugh (Go), it kept me from cryin' (Go)

Said it was all good, but I was lyin' (Lyin')

Stood on my ten, and I did my time (My ten)

I done seen all these niggas switch sides (Yeah)

I know what's up with these guys (What's up with these guys)

They hate in disguise, dick ridin's at an all-time high (Ridin')

Just by the watches I buy, and the jets that I fly (Brr)

Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky (Woo)

I came up robbin', starvin', Sun Valley 'partments

Copped the MARTA with some pennies (Yeah)

Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless

Bipolar from all of the killings (Blam)

Dope I was whippin', Mom tried to whip me (Skrrt)

She gave me a fifty for Christmas (Mama), I flipped it (Huh?)

Still can't forget it

Wearin' my brother's clothes, I couldn't fit it (My bro)

We still got evicted (Damn)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Car was so raggedy (Grr), it was embarrassin' (Hmm)

It was impairin', I'm blamin' my parents (Guwop)

Rode on [?] leans before the McLaren (That lean)

The hammer starin' all down, Mane a terrorist (Skrrt, skrrt)

Did it myself, ain't no blemish on my rep (Did it myself)

You can come see for yourself (Pow)

Watch where you step, mumblin' under your breath

I hold a grudge to the death

Cut by myself, I don't need nobody help (Nobody help)

I blaze you up like I'm chef (I don't need nobody help)

Shoot to the M (Bow-bow-bow-bow), I shoot a hundred like Wilt

You keep a 30 like Steph (Grra, grra), you better duck

Mask on my face like I'm Rip, cash cover me like a quilt (Rippy)

I come equipped, blue tips inside of my clip

You'd think my gun was a Crip (Flippa)

Drive-by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle, killers pullin' up in all kinds (Bow)

Fourteen, fifteen, twelve-years-old, young nigga slangin' 99 (Well, damn)

Young nigga stackin' it proud, trappin' it loud

He threw a stack in the crowd (Oh, shit)

I say they jackin' my style, crackin' a smile (Hahaha)

But I ain't sold crack in a while (Skrrt, skrrt)

I got a biblical past (Huh?), digital dash

Scale with a digital dial (Skippy)

Really put dope in a vial (Really), here workin' the towel

I put that shit on the Bible

Servin' my cous' outta town (Go, tree), they said I was devilish

'Cause I wouldn't go to revival (Tree)

Gucci Mane talk of the town

Now (Tree), when I touch down, I'm sellin' a brick on arrival (Sorry)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I had to laugh (Go), it kept me from cryin' (Go)

Said it was all good, but I was lyin' (Lyin')

Stood on my ten, and I did my time (My ten)

I done seen all these niggas switch sides (Yeah)

I know what's up with these guys (What's up with these guys)

They hate in disguise, dick ridin's at an all-time high (Ridin')

Just by the watches I buy, and the jets that I fly (Brr)

Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky (Woo)

I came up robbin', starvin', Sun Valley 'partments

Copped the MARTA with some pennies (Yeah)

Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless

Bipolar from all of the killings (Blam)

Dope I was whippin', Mom tried to whip me (Skrrt)

She gave me a fifty for Christmas (Mama), I flipped it (Huh?)

Still can't forget it

Wearin' my brother's clothes, I couldn't fit it (My bro)

We still got evicted (Damn)

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]

Remember them days (Days) I was stuck in the creek (Creek)

I had somewhere to sleep, but I didn't have a bed

(Know I didn't have me a bed)

Jumped off the porch, I wasn't going for shit (Not shit)

Had to tackle the block just to get me some bread (Trappin' was keepin' us fed)

I was the man of the house

Had to figure shit out every time pops went to the feds

(Every time he went to the feds)

Had a dude found with no clip, I would bust in that bitch

I was constantly puttin' one in the head (Constantly puttin' one in the head)

Now we got choppas with lasers and beams

We 375 (Brrt), 1017 (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Wop came and got me, this shit ain't no dream

Big Shiesty and Gucci like Shaq and Kareem (Gucci like Shaq and Kareem)

I got up and took it, couldn't wait on a blessing (Come here)

Shakin' them dice, tryna roll me a seven (Really wanna roll me a seven)

They threw the police on me at eleven

I been causin' hell, quick to send you to heaven (Quick to go send you to heaven)

Couldn't wait 'til Wop punch you out 'cause I'm ready (Go)

Might rob a rapper right after a session (Let's go)

Give me them keys and that watch and that necklace (Brrt)

I need them Cuban links and them baguettes (Give me all them baguettes)

Ain't no more postin' on IG and flexin' (Nope)

I'm the one rappin' but steady be steppin' (Know I'm the one that be steppin')

I'm comin' late in your dream like I'm Freddy (Like Freddy)

How you gon' run from a automatic weapon? (How you gon' run from a-)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I had to laugh, it kept me from cryin' (Lyin')

Said it was all good, but I was lyin' (Ten)

Stood on my ten, and I did my time (Yeah)

I done seen all these niggas switch sides (What's up with these guys)

I know wha