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  • Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    Far away from home and feeling so alone
    A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
    Got to college me and mama had to setup the dorm
    Shortly after got the first tat on my my upper arm
    Hit the volley ball game yea that welcome was warm
    She crying driving off time to weather the storm
    First day I stumbled in teacher hand us the syllabus
    I'm Dame from east Oakland I don't know if I'm feeling this
    The notice the temperament right away
    Wonderin if I should stay
    In my heart I know that this the right move for nicer pay
    They ask me Dame how ya classes, I saw a few distractions
    But nothin serious enough to make me late for practice
    I'll be there coach, I'm jumping on the shuttle
    He said if you on time that mean you late you better hustle
    Grab my bags, got that town swag
    IPod slappin, listenin to "Black Mags"
    That boy out on his own, thinking that he grown
    Wet behind the ears tryna show he got some stones
    Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    Far away from home and feeling so alone
    A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
    I been on campus for some time, but I ain't working hard enough
    I claimed I wanna make it, Phil was first to call my bluff
    I ain't have curfew I'm seeing what that work do
    Up through the campus I could tell you every perfume
    Turnt at every party, my cut on Steve Harvey
    Tryna MC and be fly call me Marty
    Was hardly ever tardy, we showed up like a army
    A lot of love for hoopers, a couple sports was salty
    I'm sorry, eventually I got up on my job
    Game winning treys and I started catching lobs
    Won a MVP everybody givin props
    Broken 5th metatarsal headed to the docs
    Can't believe it, in my feelings
    Head up in my palms
    Moms livin with my auntie set off an alarm
    Stayed at school for summer cuz the city doin harm
    Bout to make the most of the given deck of cards
    Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    Far away from home and feeling so alone
    A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
    Fall 2011, I'm high minded, noble
    Did the work it's time for me to do what I'm suppose to
    Huey told me dominate and let them coaches coach you
    Started gettin media, none of it was social
    Elevated my mentality all I see is casualties
    How he get to Weber State, my performance baffling
    All the girlies after me, I got reporters chattering
    Started hearing whispers, they thinking bout draftin me
    I'm to the lab, let's work that dribble jab
    If I get this down I'm gettin 20 at the half
    They try to double me I hit a shot look at the staff
    I was in my bag, I'ma get the last laugh
    Coach said come on by my office, I got a bone to pick
    Busted out in tears you know how them moments get
    He said this year ya last, gotta put you in the Draft
    Blazers took me 6th, that's a mission passed
    Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    Far away from home and feeling so alone
    A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan

  • [00:10.00]Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    [00:14.27]What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    [00:17.20]Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    [00:20.20]Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    [00:23.22]Far away from home and feeling so alone
    [00:26.30]A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    [00:29.34]Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    [00:32.43]The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
    [00:35.40]Got to college me and mama had to setup the dorm
    [00:38.18]Shortly after got the first tat on my my upper arm
    [00:41.28]Hit the volley ball game yea that welcome was warm
    [00:44.35]She crying driving off time to weather the storm
    [00:47.39]First day I stumbled in teacher hand us the syllabus
    [00:50.57]I'm Dame from east Oakland I don't know if I'm feeling this
    [00:53.75]The notice the temperament right away
    [00:55.71]Wonderin if I should stay
    [00:57.40]In my heart I know that this the right move for nicer pay
    [01:00.30]They ask me Dame how ya classes, I saw a few distractions
    [01:03.49]But nothin serious enough to make me late for practice
    [01:06.49]I'll be there coach, I'm jumping on the shuttle
    [01:09.60]He said if you on time that mean you late you better hustle
    [01:12.50]Grab my bags, got that town swag
    [01:14.96]IPod slappin, listenin to "Black Mags"
    [01:17.91]That boy out on his own, thinking that he grown
    [01:21.07]Wet behind the ears tryna show he got some stones
    [01:24.10]Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    [01:27.10]What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    [01:30.14]Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    [01:33.21]Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    [01:36.13]Far away from home and feeling so alone
    [01:39.17]A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    [01:42.28]Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    [01:45.36]The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
    [01:48.28]I been on campus for some time, but I ain't working hard enough
    [01:51.20]I claimed I wanna make it, Phil was first to call my bluff
    [01:54.54]I ain't have curfew I'm seeing what that work do
    [01:57.71]Up through the campus I could tell you every perfume
    [02:00.64]Turnt at every party, my cut on Steve Harvey
    [02:03.53]Tryna MC and be fly call me Marty
    [02:06.63]Was hardly ever tardy, we showed up like a army
    [02:09.68]A lot of love for hoopers, a couple sports was salty
    [02:12.66]I'm sorry, eventually I got up on my job
    [02:15.58]Game winning treys and I started catching lobs
    [02:18.74]Won a MVP everybody givin props
    [02:21.76]Broken 5th metatarsal headed to the docs
    [02:24.70]Can't believe it, in my feelings
    [02:26.26]Head up in my palms
    [02:27.87]Moms livin with my auntie set off an alarm
    [02:30.84]Stayed at school for summer cuz the city doin harm
    [02:33.90]Bout to make the most of the given deck of cards
    [02:36.80]Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    [02:40.07]What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    [02:43.04]Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    [02:46.06]Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    [02:49.07]Far away from home and feeling so alone
    [02:52.09]A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    [02:55.23]Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    [02:58.22]The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
    [03:01.31]Fall 2011, I'm high minded, noble
    [03:04.46]Did the work it's time for me to do what I'm suppose to
    [03:07.46]Huey told me dominate and let them coaches coach you
    [03:10.57]Started gettin media, none of it was social
    [03:13.52]Elevated my mentality all I see is casualties
    [03:17.10]How he get to Weber State, my performance baffling
    [03:19.98]All the girlies after me, I got reporters chattering
    [03:23.07]Started hearing whispers, they thinking bout draftin me
    [03:26.12]I'm to the lab, let's work that dribble jab
    [03:28.56]If I get this down I'm gettin 20 at the half
    [03:31.66]They try to double me I hit a shot look at the staff
    [03:34.90]I was in my bag, I'ma get the last laugh
    [03:37.60]Coach said come on by my office, I got a bone to pick
    [03:40.70]Busted out in tears you know how them moments get
    [03:43.77]He said this year ya last, gotta put you in the Draft
    [03:46.88]Blazers took me 6th, that's a mission passed
    [03:49.85]Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was ahead
    [03:52.99]What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
    [03:55.98]Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
    [03:59.08]Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
    [04:01.97]Far away from home and feeling so alone
    [04:05.03]A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
    [04:08.12]Girls call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
    [04:11.30]The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan
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