Lyrics I Had To - Reem Da Illist

Gang gang gang
Gang
BFG gang

I remember when I ain't have to naw
I remember when I had to naw
Niggas getting hit, they had to naw
We had to
They had to naw

I remember when I ain't have to naw
I remember when I had to naw
Niggas getting hit, they had to naw
We had to
They had to naw

Big finesse gang
Treat a bitch the same
Never had a main
Never could be tamed
Yea i wrote a song, tell your friend I did
Love me when i'm gone that's just how it is
Put it in her back, then I kick her out
Don't get too attached, imma take her back
Playing wit' the cash, then she gimmie head
We was 'posed to match, never played the bet
Yea i'm tryna get it
Young nigga living
Never grabbing bitches
Looking at the ceiling
Preying to the Lord, yea a nigga living
Never copied wishes, nigga mind your business
I was down low fucking wit' the fishes
I was in the trap running up them digits
Giving chopping showers, leave a nigga dripping
Running through his pockets, find out how he living
I was never wit' it, nigga still dripping
Put him in a coffin, ion do it often
Lightskin bitches keep a nigga walking
I ain't fucking wit' em, fuck it I just chalk it
Hole in his head, call that boy a dolphin
Through we lit a L how my niggas spark it
I ain't have shit, bitches always talking
Stayed in the mix, I was really stuntin'
All this all cursed, laying in the dirt
Never had the worth, imma make it work
All this for my brothers, pop em like a perk
Put him on his shirt, leave his momma hurt
Niggas keep on talking to me like i'm different, nigga how i'm different
Niggas keep on talking to me like i'm different, nigga how i'm different
Gang gang

Remember when I ain't have to naw
I remember when I had to naw
Niggas getting hit, they had to naw
We had to
They had to naw

Remember when I ain't have to naw
I remember when I had to naw
Niggas getting hit, they had to naw
We had to
They had to naw

All these bitches wanna fuck now
Now they wanna say what's up now
See them tryna call my bluff now
I just been countin' Givenchy, Versace, Balenci
I'm flippin' it, doin' Dusay off the 'Henny
I left that bitch, she ain't gettin' no penny
Fucking wit' the Miley, but she really on the Remy
Wish I could say what a wonderful feeling
I had it, this ain't no competition
All my VVS's glossing
I'm the shit, no this ain't my redemption
Young bull tryna cop a patek
Came from the struggle, I gotta flex
See my vibing wit' my nigga finesse
Made a new batch fresh out the jet
I'm just tryna go and get me a set
Your bitch, yea she giving me neck
Working hard, think that i'm next
Not fucking wit' the love, just sex
All that my bands do is stack
Yea we stack it to the max
I wanna stack some racks
I prey to God, yea i'm blessed

Remember when I ain't have to naw
I remember when I had to naw
Niggas getting hit, they had to naw
We had to
They had to naw

Remember when I ain't have to naw
I remember when I had to naw
Niggas getting hit, they had to naw
We had to
They had to naw