"Hometown Hero" lyrics

I remember having none in the driveway, bussin' Monday to Friday
I remember no food in the kitchen, even noodles on the wishlist
I remember they said I would be nothing, no, no, no
Look at me mama, I made it
I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember
They look at me like I'm a hero, cause I did this all on my own
I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember
Sorry I can't be a hero, but you gonna feel when I'm gone

You gon' feel it when I'm gone, you'll remember when I'm on
How I spill it in the song, takin' me for
Granted till them bullets hit my dome
They gon' post me on they phone, they forget about my rights
They be talkin' about my wrongs, shoulda fuckin' known
Take my flowers in the light, they just
Give em in the dark so they never grow
But my roots is runnin' deep, G-wagons by the fleet
Flooded on the streets, flooded like the AP
Underrated, unappreciated, that was me
Left a mark inside their heart, when it's said and done
Have my jersey with the greats, tell my youngins you the truth
Study all my wins, you can learn from my mistakes
I done carried all this shit on my back
I done seen them hate and still give me dap
Type of cat that push it till I collapse
Bunch of knives still be stuck in my back
Even my shadow will leave when it's dark
My story make you believe there's a god
Swallowed my pride it had horrible taste
Time to get even, I'm beating the odds

I remember having none in the driveway, bussin' Monday to Friday
I remember no food in the kitchen, even noodles on the wishlist
I remember they said I would be nothing, no, no, no
Look at me mama, I made it
I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember
They look at me like I'm a hero, cause I did this all on my own
I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember
Sorry I can't be a hero, but you gonna feel when I'm gone

I remember shit that they don't remember
I remember shit they thought I forgot
I remember trying not to remember, but my memories living like Pac
It's me against the world, but that ain't no biggie
I'm the one, homie ain't no two-three, I'm like two-three
No, I'm Bruce Lee, hometown hero where my roots be
I get love and get respect from the legends
Youngest son of Juliette, she the essence
Type to take the shot with less than a second
Women wishing they be blessed in my presence
We the biggest, I will step on you peasants
Turn my losses into plenty of lessons
Where I'm from, ain't nobody do this yet
Always humble showing honor and reverence
I know they know when I'm no longer here
I'm gon' be revered, but dawg it's too late
Nothing in common with brokies and quitters
And haters and cappers, fuck out the way
Weed smoking and we drank sipping
Plus the numbers in the bank different
Great minds always think alike
Motherfucker, yeah, we think different

I remember having none in the driveway, bussin' Monday to Friday
I remember no food in the kitchen, even noodles on the wishlist
I remember they said I would be nothing, no, no, no
Look at me mama, I made it