Testo I Remember - Kolo
Testo della canzone I Remember (Kolo), tratta dall'album The Basement Files, Vol. 2
I remember those days
Like it was just a yesterday
But those days are long gone
Let me tell the montage
Momma had the prelude that she drove around the state
Degree in pharmacy in Naija
But at home she stayed
She sacrificed career
So her children could be great
A debt I can't repay
Cause we put her in a grave
Life was sugar cane, was tryna get them waves
In love with PlayStation
Back when girls would play no games
They'd just tell me that they like me
We moved out to Belgium
Momma whipped a Nissan
And I would frown seldom
With Carlos Santana, bumpin on the stereo
Game of love, a game, that I would to start to know
In my older years, I was in college unprepared
Was too shy to talk to girls I liked, restricted by my fears
Was in awe of all the ball players, I would just revere
As they'd pulled up to scene, snatch your girl and despaired
And that's when I peeped the lesson, of confidence and power
You find love if you rich, cause your pockets is your value
Love ain't the right word, attention is what might come
When high income, is your everyday outcome
So I tell you, the kid that's shy and unprepared
Don't stress over all these birds, cause for you they'll never care
Just keep stressing on your grind, til the right one just appears,
And she'll be there even if your savings happens to go bare nigga
Nowhere to go if you running after all the wrong things
Nowhere to go if your goals stay trapped in your dreams
I remember those days like it was just yesterday
But those days are long, let me tell the montage
Drove the Ford Escape, down pio nono to escape
Degree in Bio, but this music was my saving grace
My dreams not being chased, so I'm feeling out of place
I don't know who I am, but I'm bout to graduate
Life was curly kale, my clouds brought storm and hail
Depression roaming, but my curiosity prevailed
So my beats are getting better, my verses getting clever
Like UPS service, way I put letters together
In grad school, typing bars, during all my lectures
I was my own professor, learned the ropes just like a wrestler
My love for rap was blooming, through these bars I would profess it
Outgrowing wordplay, now I want to tell a message
My money isn't growing, my streaming numbers falling
Like phone-survey takers now I'm questioning my calling
I graduate again, but my bank is in toilet
I choose to chase the dream, by forgoing safe employment
I moved in with my uncle, to save money while I'm hustling
I'm more alive, cause without my dreams life is nothing
So I tell you the kid that's shy and undecided
Don't stress too much bout your future
God will always give you guidance
Don't be forcing a career if it doesn't bring excitement
If you live to pay a bill, then you always live in hiding nigga
Nowhere to go if you running after all the wrong things
Nowhere to go if your goals stay trapped in your dreams
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Writer(s): Kolo Gowal Gana
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