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Reminiscing on the days I ain't know what was
I gotta do to make sho the family fed
Staring at the ceiling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle with a
Far away from and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain't even cologne
Girls call me MCM, I'm be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Sloan

Got to college me and mama had to setup the
Shortly after got the first tat on my my arm
Hit the ball game yea that welcome was warm
She crying driving off to weather the storm
First day I stumbled in hand us the syllabus
I'm Dame from east Oakland I don't know if I'm this
The notice the right away
Wonderin if I should
In my I know that this the right move for nicer pay
They ask me how ya classes, I saw a few distractions
But serious enough to make me late for practice
I'll be there coach, I'm jumping on the
He said if you on time mean you late you better hustle
Grab my bags, got town swag
IPod slappin, to "Black Mags"
That boy out on his own, thinking that he
Wet behind the tryna show he got some stones

on the days I ain't know what was ahead
What I do to make sho the family fed
at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle a thread
Far away home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain't wear cologne
Girls me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna for Jerry Sloan

I been on campus for some time, but I ain't working
I I wanna make it, Phil was first to call my bluff
I ain't have I'm seeing what that work do
Up through the campus I could tell you perfume
Turnt at party, my cut on Steve Harvey
MC and be fly call me Marty
Was hardly tardy, we showed up like a army
A lot of for hoopers, a couple sports was salty
I'm sorry, I got up on my job
Game winning and I started catching lobs
Won a MVP givin props
Broken 5th metatarsal headed to the
believe it, in my feelings
Head up in my
livin with my auntie set off an alarm
Stayed at school for summer cuz the city harm
Bout to the most of the given deck of cards

Reminiscing on the I ain't know what was ahead
I gotta do to make sho the family fed
Staring at the ceiling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle with a
Far away from home and feeling so
A boy amongst men I ain't wear cologne
call me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Sloan

Fall 2011, I'm high minded,
Did the work it's for me to do what I'm suppose to
Huey told me dominate and let coaches coach you
Started media, none of it was social
Elevated my all I see is casualties
How he get to State, my performance baffling
All the girlies after me, I got chattering
Started hearing whispers, they bout draftin me
I'm to the lab, let's work dribble jab
If I get down I'm gettin 20 at half
They try to me I hit a shot look at the staff
I was in my bag, I'ma get the last
Coach said on by my office, I got a bone to pick
Busted out in tears you know how moments get
He said this ya last, gotta put you in the Draft
Blazers took me 6, that's a mission passed

Reminiscing on the days I ain't what was ahead
What I gotta do to make sho the fed
Staring at the ceiling to go to bed
Tryna class split the needle with a thread
Far away home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain't even wear
Girls me MCM, I'm tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna for Jerry Sloan