It's been a minute since I been back
Everybody been asking me what I been up to
And when I'm coming out with some music
Half them motherf*ckers don't even support the new shit I drop anyway
But y'all wanna know what I been doing though
Shit
I just been
Vibing
Plotting how I'm finna shit on niggas next
F*ck next I got now running with the same set
That I told you niggas you ain't f*cking with, who are we? WeTheFresh
Yeah
F.R.E.S.H. Gang
And you ain't up to par to compare your squad to ours
That's like the devil versus God, I'm a planet to these stars
How I manage these bars could shatter your future thoughts
Like f*ck your every opinion, I'm penning my life
While you write tweets about your lunch, I'm making speeches about your wife
I lack respect for half you rappers your style is just tissue stains
You number two niggas full of constipation, and I don't feel your pain
I stop giving a f*ck after my first Dutch
And I ain't never loved a hoe since my first nut
Can't even fathom how a fake nigga breathe
Probably hate yourself your life is life just a fake ID
Get it how you live though
Couldn't be another nigga I'm too deferential
Single parent raised, little child was running wild
Hardly smiled cause the circumstances wasn't great in the house
Mama struggled sending me to private school, I hated it
Sent me with the homies to public education
But neither one could've fooled me
My history teacher name was Chuck D
I got so much trouble on my mind, refuse to lose
Punch my ticket to the top with these wicked point of views
Hated by so many, faded by none
Bet you bitches remember me when it's said and done
Bitch I'm Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Started back on Alta Drive
Me, Marc Berg, and B. Moon young and down to ride
I was passing mixtapes out, and they laughed like I'm garbage
Til graduation summer I had the radio jumping
Like yeah
Ain't nobody put money behind me
Did it all on my own, ain't no manager to guide me
Now they see I'm holding something, now they wanna be beside me
I ain't with that clique hopping, loyalty before dishonor
Nigga yeah
WeTheFresh, Big Dawgs, Wolfpac
All I do is send the word, they send the body in a bag
I don't do the Internet threats see me if its problems
You ain't shit without the web, you f*cking Peter Parkers'
You niggas canceled checks, ya mouth running sprints
100 miles per hour you ain't cross the finish line yet
Ain't nobody gotta like me, but my grind you gone respect
I'm the nigga that put them holes in King Kong's neck
Yeah
And I'm still loaded with ammo
You'll never know what happened like the end of the Sopranos
I told Taz it's time to put the city on our back
It's all business, wanna sentence? Nigga cut a check
Make it out to Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Celebrations when I awake, I made it to another day
In a world where they quick grill your rib cage
Like everyday July 4th, most of my peers got zilch to live for
Generation f*ck your conversation pay my bills hoe
Riding through the spots I use make my algebra
Solving equations with pistols, it's either that or burger spatulas
Went from basketballs courts, to court appearances
Went from running through the mall, to free my niggas shirts and jail visits
Like damn Mr. Judge, we just tryna make way
We ain't all built the same, opportunities far away
So we created survival, police our biggest rival
And school teachers never gave us shit to strive for
So they made me make my mama into a liar
Cause she said I can have any profession I desire
But college courses ain't affordable when they raising tuition
We living in condos but struggle to stay sufficient
Like damn we made it to gated communities
With hood mentalities and not enough food to eat
These jobs is far and few, so staying legit is harder
Nigga gotta make a name doing something
Now they call me Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Chulo Ramon - Remember Me Lyrics
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English
It's been a minute since I been back
Everybody been asking me what I been up to
And when I'm coming out with some music
Half them motherf*ckers don't even support the new shit I drop anyway
But y'all wanna know what I been doing though
Shit
I just been
Vibing
Plotting how I'm finna shit on niggas next
F*ck next I got now running with the same set
That I told you niggas you ain't f*cking with, who are we? WeTheFresh
Yeah
F.R.E.S.H. Gang
And you ain't up to par to compare your squad to ours
That's like the devil versus God, I'm a planet to these stars
How I manage these bars could shatter your future thoughts
Like f*ck your every opinion, I'm penning my life
While you write tweets about your lunch, I'm making speeches about your wife
I lack respect for half you rappers your style is just tissue stains
You number two niggas full of constipation, and I don't feel your pain
I stop giving a f*ck after my first Dutch
And I ain't never loved a hoe since my first nut
Can't even fathom how a fake nigga breathe
Probably hate yourself your life is life just a fake ID
Get it how you live though
Couldn't be another nigga I'm too deferential
Single parent raised, little child was running wild
Hardly smiled cause the circumstances wasn't great in the house
Mama struggled sending me to private school, I hated it
Sent me with the homies to public education
But neither one could've fooled me
My history teacher name was Chuck D
I got so much trouble on my mind, refuse to lose
Punch my ticket to the top with these wicked point of views
Hated by so many, faded by none
Bet you bitches remember me when it's said and done
Bitch I'm Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Started back on Alta Drive
Me, Marc Berg, and B. Moon young and down to ride
I was passing mixtapes out, and they laughed like I'm garbage
Til graduation summer I had the radio jumping
Like yeah
Ain't nobody put money behind me
Did it all on my own, ain't no manager to guide me
Now they see I'm holding something, now they wanna be beside me
I ain't with that clique hopping, loyalty before dishonor
Nigga yeah
WeTheFresh, Big Dawgs, Wolfpac
All I do is send the word, they send the body in a bag
I don't do the Internet threats see me if its problems
You ain't shit without the web, you f*cking Peter Parkers'
You niggas canceled checks, ya mouth running sprints
100 miles per hour you ain't cross the finish line yet
Ain't nobody gotta like me, but my grind you gone respect
I'm the nigga that put them holes in King Kong's neck
Yeah
And I'm still loaded with ammo
You'll never know what happened like the end of the Sopranos
I told Taz it's time to put the city on our back
It's all business, wanna sentence? Nigga cut a check
Make it out to Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Celebrations when I awake, I made it to another day
In a world where they quick grill your rib cage
Like everyday July 4th, most of my peers got zilch to live for
Generation f*ck your conversation pay my bills hoe
Riding through the spots I use make my algebra
Solving equations with pistols, it's either that or burger spatulas
Went from basketballs courts, to court appearances
Went from running through the mall, to free my niggas shirts and jail visits
Like damn Mr. Judge, we just tryna make way
We ain't all built the same, opportunities far away
So we created survival, police our biggest rival
And school teachers never gave us shit to strive for
So they made me make my mama into a liar
Cause she said I can have any profession I desire
But college courses ain't affordable when they raising tuition
We living in condos but struggle to stay sufficient
Like damn we made it to gated communities
With hood mentalities and not enough food to eat
These jobs is far and few, so staying legit is harder
Nigga gotta make a name doing something
Now they call me Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Everybody been asking me what I been up to
And when I'm coming out with some music
Half them motherf*ckers don't even support the new shit I drop anyway
But y'all wanna know what I been doing though
Shit
I just been
Vibing
Plotting how I'm finna shit on niggas next
F*ck next I got now running with the same set
That I told you niggas you ain't f*cking with, who are we? WeTheFresh
Yeah
F.R.E.S.H. Gang
And you ain't up to par to compare your squad to ours
That's like the devil versus God, I'm a planet to these stars
How I manage these bars could shatter your future thoughts
Like f*ck your every opinion, I'm penning my life
While you write tweets about your lunch, I'm making speeches about your wife
I lack respect for half you rappers your style is just tissue stains
You number two niggas full of constipation, and I don't feel your pain
I stop giving a f*ck after my first Dutch
And I ain't never loved a hoe since my first nut
Can't even fathom how a fake nigga breathe
Probably hate yourself your life is life just a fake ID
Get it how you live though
Couldn't be another nigga I'm too deferential
Single parent raised, little child was running wild
Hardly smiled cause the circumstances wasn't great in the house
Mama struggled sending me to private school, I hated it
Sent me with the homies to public education
But neither one could've fooled me
My history teacher name was Chuck D
I got so much trouble on my mind, refuse to lose
Punch my ticket to the top with these wicked point of views
Hated by so many, faded by none
Bet you bitches remember me when it's said and done
Bitch I'm Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Started back on Alta Drive
Me, Marc Berg, and B. Moon young and down to ride
I was passing mixtapes out, and they laughed like I'm garbage
Til graduation summer I had the radio jumping
Like yeah
Ain't nobody put money behind me
Did it all on my own, ain't no manager to guide me
Now they see I'm holding something, now they wanna be beside me
I ain't with that clique hopping, loyalty before dishonor
Nigga yeah
WeTheFresh, Big Dawgs, Wolfpac
All I do is send the word, they send the body in a bag
I don't do the Internet threats see me if its problems
You ain't shit without the web, you f*cking Peter Parkers'
You niggas canceled checks, ya mouth running sprints
100 miles per hour you ain't cross the finish line yet
Ain't nobody gotta like me, but my grind you gone respect
I'm the nigga that put them holes in King Kong's neck
Yeah
And I'm still loaded with ammo
You'll never know what happened like the end of the Sopranos
I told Taz it's time to put the city on our back
It's all business, wanna sentence? Nigga cut a check
Make it out to Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Celebrations when I awake, I made it to another day
In a world where they quick grill your rib cage
Like everyday July 4th, most of my peers got zilch to live for
Generation f*ck your conversation pay my bills hoe
Riding through the spots I use make my algebra
Solving equations with pistols, it's either that or burger spatulas
Went from basketballs courts, to court appearances
Went from running through the mall, to free my niggas shirts and jail visits
Like damn Mr. Judge, we just tryna make way
We ain't all built the same, opportunities far away
So we created survival, police our biggest rival
And school teachers never gave us shit to strive for
So they made me make my mama into a liar
Cause she said I can have any profession I desire
But college courses ain't affordable when they raising tuition
We living in condos but struggle to stay sufficient
Like damn we made it to gated communities
With hood mentalities and not enough food to eat
These jobs is far and few, so staying legit is harder
Nigga gotta make a name doing something
Now they call me Chulo
Attitude is now or never
Cause tomorrow might not fit inside my schedule
I worked too hard just to quit, bitch I got the city buzzing
Before I die you gone remember me for something
Bitch they call me Chulo
Writer: Brandin Ross
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid