Lyrics

1st verse:
Articulate what I been through over instrumentals
Got business to attend to. If I did it I meant to
Keep something tucked to cover the incidentals
Off top niggas will try to spin you
Should I go on? Please continue
I got it T, you ain’t never lied to me
Best foot forward hoping to make my people proud of me
No apologies, gotta fulfill the prophesy
I wear it but it ain’t on me, it’s inside of me
Intrinsically driven is my description
The technician is an accurate depiction
Word play on my worst day, friendly exhibition
Winnings the drug of choice no cure for my addiction
Transitioned from the youngin to the old head
My nephews got nephews & niece’s fuck wit em it’s code red
Not inviting war but it’s certain people I’m willing to sacrifice my freedom and my life for

Chorus:
It’s better to be a memory than a never be
I just want you to remember me
I just want you to remember me
I just want you to remember me
The Authentic Legacy and Milestones ahead of me. I just want you to remember me
I just want you to remember me
I just need you to remember me

2nd verse:
I’m sorry mama I promised it wouldn’t change me but I woulda went insane had I remained the same me.
Same me, word to Jay Z
Embraced the change became what the game made me.
Sometimes the way to stay sane is go crazy
Triple play, from single A to triple A to the major leagues
Ate my way up the food chain from A to Z
No offense, you gotta play D that’s a major key
Pay the fee, or earn a scholarship
College or school of hard knocks obtain your degree
In your attempt to control your destiny
You better call your own fouls cuz it ain’t no referee
I’m planting seeds for a tree that I won’t get to see
When you hear the word True I hope you think of me
We all have a born date and an end date the dash in between needs to last for infinity

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3rd Verse:
To those that know me as Coach Howard or Coach Ken
Distant relatives and close friends
Let’s get together, we toasting
Posing for pics that we’re posting just let me know when
From the Woods to the country and the city
Loved ones in Virginia, New Orleans and Mississippi
If you ever sat in class wit me
Or celebrated when hip hop turned 50
All the fans from the rafters to the front row
My people from Detroit, whuttup doe?
I know you see me in the caps and the beenies
Being easy can’t forget about Winnie. Whuttup Bro?
It’s still survival of the fittest
Shoutout to Beachbody and Anytime Fitness
Puttin on for the generation Xers
No matter the endeavor still Papermill forever

Chorus