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[Intro: Callon B]
Uh huh uh huh x2
Fuck 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 sucker for love, and a fucker of hoes
And now I’m all grown up, and ain’t shit 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 class 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 shit 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 shit, they forgot I was white
I still remember my first track, January through December keep passing 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 shit 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]
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