Remember

[Intro]
In your hands to the sky
In your hands to the sky

[Verse 1]
Look, smokin' on some flavors imported from Cali
I was raised up in a place where I needed a [?]
Still get [?] messages from Pete and Sally
Stack it 'til it tumbles like a [?]
Swear that in my family I'm like Robin Hood
If my brother needed help then asking me he should
I'm misunderstood, try me if you really would
Still got demons in my brain at least my heart is good
"French, what's your resume?"

[Chorus]
[?]
Stuck in the [?]
Trapped in the [?]
Now you seen my bag but you shoulda seen my [?]
Yeah I remember the [?] they would get along
[?] fetch it what you based it on
Now you see my fans but you shoulda seen my [?]

[Verse 2]
Look, she wanna fuck with a self-made boss for the rest of her life
I'm really tied up with some mobsters over some lobster and wine
[?] smokin' all the way to the sky
I don't cry
Suicidal raised emotions of mine
Tryna act all bougie tell her, "Nevermind"
Try and [?] my phone on another line
Talkin' to my conscious 'til I feel alive
Money bitch will multiply
Finally [?] with some gangsters who don't obey the law
Just some youngsters in the trap, if it rains it pours
Where you have to be the richest or you stay the norm
When really all you want your family to be happy
Me and [?] always ready for the other side
Believe it they can push, brother tried
I guarantee if they tried it'd be a homicide
I guarantee if they step they're riskin' suicide
If you understand the pain of when your mother cries
Then you understand the feeling we all hate inside
That's why if you touch my family then I'm commitin' crime
I was anxious in the street until I hold a 9
Loaded [?] baby that's a [?] of rhymes
Mixin' French while my members only mixin' [?]
You think you [?] make [?] fly
All my gang's solidified
Essex 'til I fuckin' die

[Outro]
In your hands
In your hands
In your hands
In your hands