Note To Self Lyrics

[Hook:]
And wherever we go
And whatever we do
And whatever we see
And whoever we be
It don't matter
It don't matter
I don't mind cause you don't matter
I don't mind cause I don't matter
(And don't shit matter)
You'll see in the end

I've got a feeling that there's somethin' more
Something that holds us together
Something that holds us together
The strangest feeling but I can't be sure
Something that's old is forever
Something that's old is forever
Love
Love
Love
Love

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Yeah nigga, Forest Hills Drive. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it. We made it, baby! As we speak the last sample just cleared. Thank you to whoever in Japan, just cleared that shit. Turn my vocal up and turn the headphones down a little bit. I gotta do my thank you's man. I didn't have enough time to turn my thank you's for the artwork, so f*ck it. I'mma do it right now

This is the credits. This is role credits nigga, if you don't wanna sit through the credits get your ass up and walk out the movie theatre. First and foremost my entire Dreamville team, thank you man. Before that I'm buggin, thank you God! Oh my God. Everything happened too perfectly and in line, this whole thing

Thank you God. Thank my Dreamville family. Mez who f*ckin' sleep right now, that nigga ain't even recording this thing right now. Niggas been working' hard mna, Mez I'm proud as f*ck of you man, for real you killed this shit. Ib what up. El Presidente what up! We killed this shit nigga, we killed this shit nigga! I don't give a f*ck if we sell 3 copies nigga, we killed this shit nigga!

My nigga Adam, I'm proud of y'all man, for real. Ron Gilmore, my nigga. Yes, Camille, yes that's my sister. Casey, that's like a father figure right there, Casey. My brother Ced, wow, we done came a long way from the Ville, my nigga (Grey Street[?]). My nigga Felton, you killed it, you killed that Friday Night Lights shit nigga and you killed this one too man. I shoulda been coming to you man. You only do the classics though, that's what it is, for real. My nigga Mike Shaw shiggity, you already know where he at right now posted up somewhere in D.R. My nigga RJ Trump Trump gettin' that motherf*ckin' bread, you know what it is man. My nigga Diz, I see you, I see your vision, I believe in you. I love y'all niggas. Big D, thank you man for real. (Teddy what up) (Shotgun) We believe in y'all, (Proof!) you and the fiends, my nigga Bassy Badass, Bas, Bas, Bas, I can't believe it nigga! (Marquis Jones) You changed your life, man, keep goin'. Keep goin', the sky is the limit. F*ck that, man, Super Mooking Fiends. It's Super Mooking Fiends nigga!

My nigga Depp, you know what I mean? Razzle Dazzle, Elite, Elite, Elite, Elite what up! What up man, my nigga Reagan put in them hours! My nigga Omen, man, elephant eyes, that shit is confirmed classic, man. Dreamville, we only did confirmed classics so far, that's all we doin'. Yo Elijah! Aye if we go diamond, nigga you got the triple crown, man. First 50, then Usher, nigga you f*ckin' out of here. But we might go wood though. Nervous Wreck, man, congratulations to you, brother, I love you. (At least go silver) Filthy, I love you too, man. I know you feel a way about me right now but I love you. Yo shout to the young niggas, man. Forreal, we blessed to have y'all on board, man, we feel so grateful

Cozz, that Cozz and Effect is a mothaf*ckin' classic, nigga. I be ridin' my bike through Manhattan listenin' to that shit, man. I've been livin' with that shit for like the past 4 days, I finally got a chance to slow down. That shit is a classic, my nigga. Congratulations to you. We don't give a f*ck what it sold, I don't even know what that shit sold to tell you the truth, man. And I'm proud of you, man. I'm proud of you and your homeboys. Y'all it's really gon' be great to watch y'all grow. I'm appreciatin' watchin' y'all grow more than we did! I get to relive it all again and actually appreciate it this time. Shout out to the whole committee, man. Tone, [?], what up. My nigga Money Makin Matt, what up man? Treat them boys right, man

Everybody that was involved in makin' this album, my nigga Jack who's at the board right now, what's up man!? Yo you made the album, man! We gon' live forever, man! You gotta loop the beat up right now though cause it can't... okay Raff, Rugged Raff, Perfect Sound Studios, LA we couldn't have did it without you. My nigga Dave Linaburg, Nate Jones, Yolanda, TS, Kaye Fox came through and killed it. My nigga Quick with the clean versions, Vinylz killed that beat! My nigga Phonics, oh that beat is hard! Dahi brought that beat, who does that? Pop & Oak, my nigga Pop, thank you man, and Willie B I never missed you but you did the beat. !llmind you killed the beat, Social Experiment, my nigga Jeff on the guitar, you know what I mean? Nuno did the mothaf*ckin' strings, I appreciate that shit, man! We gon' pay you. Hey, the horn players that came through, I don't know y'all names but y'all killed that shit, man, we was lovin' that shit! [?] the girl's on the mothaf*ckin' strings. We appreciate it. [?] a little wild, I ain't gon' lie. Uh, maybe that was my fault, I set y'all up with [?]. But it's all good, we still killed it though. And all the mothaf*ckin' samples that cleared, thank you, y'all be tryin' to give a nigga a hard time on the samples, man! I'ma go to the f*ckin' Supreme Court and try to make this shit easier for niggas like me to clear these samples, man. If you made the f*ckin' music, and you made the art, and you put it into the world, I should be able to use it however the f*ck I want. I'ma pay you, I'ma give you a percentage, but you shouldn't be able to tell me I can't use it. Thats f*cked up nigga. Yous was inspired by the world allow the world to be inspired by your shit, and to use your shit

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