Still Remember Songtext
von Gucci Mane feat. Pooh Shiesty

1209 Squeeze (Hah)
30, you a motherfuckin′ fool, nigga
Nah, nah, nah, nah

I had to laugh, it kept me from cryin'
Said it was all good, but I was lyin′
Stood on my ten and I did my time
I done seen all these niggas switch sides
I know what's up with these guys, they hate in disguise
Dick riding's at an all-time high
Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly
Like I′m up, like I′m stuck in the sky


I came up robbin', starvin′, Sun Valley apartments
Copped the Martel with some pennies
Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless
Bipolar from all of the killings
Dope I was whipping, mom tried to whip me
She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it
Still can't forget it
Wearin′ my brother's clothes, I couldn′t fit it
We still got evicted

Coat was so raggedy, it was embarrassing
It was impairing, I'm blaming my parents
Rode on Mac leans before the McLaren
The hammer starin' all down, Mane a terrorist
Did it myself, ain′t no blemish on my rep
You can come see for yourself
Watch where you step
Mumblin′ under your breath
I hold a grudge to the death

Cut by myself, I don't need nobody help
I blaze you up like I′m chef
Shoot to the M, I shoot a hundred like whip
You keep a 30 like Steph, you better duck
Mask on my face like I'm Rip
Cash cover me like a quilt
I come equipped, blue tips inside of my clip
You′ll think my gun was a Crip


Drive by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle
Killers pulling up in all kinds
14, 15, 12 years old
Y'all niggas slangin′ nah ne nah
Young nigga stacking it proud
Trapping it loud, he threw a stack in the crowd
I say they jackin' my style
Crackin' a smile but I ain′t sold crack in a while

I got a biblical past, digital dash
Scale with a digital dial
Really put dope in a vial
Here working the towel, I put that shit on the Bible
Servin′ my cuz outta town, they said I was devilish
'Cause I wouldn′t go to revival
Gucci Mane talk of the town
Now when I touch down, I'm selling a brick on arrival

I had to laugh, it kept me from crying
Said it was all good, but I was lying
Stood on my ten and I did my time
I done seen all these niggas switch sides
I know what′s up with these guys, they hate in disguise
Dick riding's at an all-time high
Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly
Like I′m up, like I'm stuck in the sky

I came up robbin', starvin′, Sun Valley apartments
Copped that Martel with some pennies
Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless
Bipolar from all of the killers
Dope I was whipping, mom tried to whip me
She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it
Still can′t forget it
Wearin' my brother′s clothes, I couldn't fit it
We still got evicted

Remember them days I was stuck in the crib
I had somewhere to sleep, but I didn′t have a bed
Jumped out the Porsche, I wasn't going for shit
Had to tackle the block just to give me some bread
I was the man of the house, had to figure shit out here
Time pause went to the feds
Had the dude found no clip, I was bustin′ that bitch
I was constantly put one in the head

Now we got choppas with lasers and beams
We 375, 1017
Wop came and got me, this shit ain't no dream
Big Shiesty and Gucci like Shaq and Kareem
I got up and took it, couldn't wait on a blessing
Shakin′ them dice, tryna roll me a seven
They threw the police on me at 11
I been ′causing hell, quick to 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'
I′m comin' late in your dream like I′m Freddy (Like Freddy)
How you gon' run from a automatic weapon?

I had to laugh, it kept me from crying
Said it was all good, but I was lying
Stood on my ten and I did my time
I done seen all these niggas switch sides
I know what′s up with these guys, they hate in disguise
Dick riding's at an all-time high
Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly
Like I'm up, like I′m stuck in the sky

I came up robbin′, starvin', Sun Valley apartments
Copped that Martel with some pennies
Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless
Bipolar from all of the killers
Dope I was whipping, mom tried to whip me
She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it
Still can′t forget it
Wearin' my brother′s clothes I couldn't fit it
We still got evicted (It′s Gucci)

True stories
Facts
It's kingpin
Richer than all my enemies
Fuck 'em
2020
Everybody cross me dead or broke