Текст песни How Could I Forget (feat. Peter Caine) - Ka-Flame

Tell me how
How could I forget

See I done told yall before
That I feel like this music
Ya know what I'm saying is therapeutic ya know
If I didn't have it man I'd probably go crazy
Traumatization is real
I mean how could I forget

Them vivid memories I tend to see
But when I'm gone will they remember me
Sacrifices that I made while evading all my enemies
Paid my dues but it was hidden fees
Take them back when I was 23 with dreams of living rich
Pouring out my soul they didn't seem to give a shit
Until I made the front page they recognized my pic
Was on the radio now they say I'm making hits
Doing shows barely made enough to split
My manager was taking every dime he could get
Shit
Was super shady the way they truly played me
Confided in my music nothing she could do to save me
But still
I was rapping had some beats for sale
Providing content cause man these rappers weak as hell
To see me fail yea I'm guessing what they wishing
But only time will tell though they never truly listen do they

Been dealing with this shit on my own
So much pressure when you're sitting on that throne damn
How could I forget
Them nights when my mind was on a fritz
Grinding trying to get rich
How could I forget
Try to block it but the drama rewinds
All them nights when my momma was crying man
How could I forget
My real life is what my music defines
Swear I felt like I was losing my mind
But
How could I forget

Damn near feel I'm getting tortured by it
Now my mind state is fortified
Around the ages of four or five I witnessed a murder
Seen things a normal kid has never even heard of I'm saying
Understand its underhanded how they contemplate
Still remember when the feds raided uncle ray
The way they kicked in the door and made us lay on the floor
Still I'm mentally scarred though that was ages ago
No mistake I know they hating my flow
Day to day I just been taking it slow
When you making that dough
You gotta know them sucker nigga's are scared
Even if they're flat broke they putting prices on ya head
Thinking twice about that bread
Get a slice they want you dead
In this game we call life I hit the mic and then I pledge
To always keep it real with the cards that they deal me
Speaking bout my life it's only right but they don't feel me hell nah

Been dealing with this shit on my own
So much pressure when you're sitting on that throne damn
How could I forget
Them nights when my mind was on a fritz
Grinding trying to get rich
How could I forget
Try to block it but the drama rewinds
All them nights when my momma was crying man
How could I forget
My real life is what my music defines
Swear I felt like I was losing my mind
But
How could I forget

So much pressure to stay on the grind
I almost thought that I would lose my mind
How could I forget
So when I make it to the top
I won't forget you haters that pressured me to stop
How could I forget