Echoes

Roll the gas up then I pass it around

Flashback to when I was doing acid in Chinatown

Looking at the red paper lanterns in the night sky

Love hearing guns go off, but I'm the nice guy

More than one thing can be true on the east side

Trappin' on the A, but I'm a rapper on the B side

But I ain't getting no support where I reside

It was either play sports or we gone G Ride

It took me a long time to make a plan

Baby, if you was dealt my hand you'd understand

I tried to lead **** right and then all hated

All I knew is when I made it then we all made it

Don't give myself enough credit for what I created

I'm hearing echoes in my mind, but I ain't faded

I went from dollar bag chips with my ****

To cribs and riding in spaceships with my ****

I lost a couple times got it all back

Lost after lost, but I'm still here what you call that

A **** who gone persevere when he fall flat

Ain't disappear I'm still here

On God

RM ****