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Memory
1974
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Memory został wydany 19 września 2025 przez BYLUG Entertainment / EMPIRE jako część albumu If Not Me Then Who
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Data wydania19 września 2025
WytwórniaBYLUG Entertainment / EMPIRE
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM89

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Payroll Giovanni
Payroll Giovanni
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dior Giovanni Petty
Dior Giovanni Petty
Songwriter
Johnathan Burt
Johnathan Burt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damjonboi
Damjonboi
Producer
Mike Wyatt
Mike Wyatt
Mastering Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Yeah
Something wrong with your memory?
Yeah
Something wrong with your memory?
What, you forgot I'm that ****?
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah
Diamonds in my charm big as your motherfuckin' mouth
Quit speakin' on the boss and sell that motherfuckin' ounce
You broke and always out, go in the motherfuckin' house
And come up with a plan and take your life a different route
Was buildin' clientele when you was on the fuckin' couch
Not doin' shit, so don't hate on me, bitch
They hate a **** risk, they hate a **** whip
I make somethin' out of nothin', that shit make a **** sick
I did more with less, some did less with more
I've been chillin', buildin', keepin' distance from what keep me poor
Valley opened up my door, your bitch said she adore
High on from the bottom, now chinchillas to the floor
I focus on that paper, go get more, ****, more
The fuck I look like blowin' minds just to fuck a whore?
Only Kendrick get Bottega and Birkins with Alligator
Never been a Captain Saber, just a player havin' papers
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
But you forgot I'm that ****
(But you forgot I'm that ****)
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
(Way richer, way richer)
Yeah
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
But you forgot I'm that ****
(But you forgot I'm that ****)
Bitch, since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah, yeah
I got way over a dollar shinin' off a **** collar
Talkin' numbers with my partner and it soundin' like a monster
Stacks so heavy in my pockets, it's fuckin' up my posture
Smellin' like cloud Christian, beanie in my boots Prada
If it's some average shit, I won't bother (I'm straight)
The fuck I look like? I'm Juju in Christian Father (The fuck I look like?)
The fuck I look like when Danny is my mama
And Carl and Bobby my granny and grandfather
I come from royalty, I ran with all legends
Finkel, baby, tied in with Brightmo, six mile and seven (yup)
Grand River, PA, Joy Road, the whole West and East side
**** with trunks on they necks, got connects out in Canada
Mexico and Cali, God gave me the vision
Chillin' in mansions with the family
Way before rap, we was a balled out crew
You probably hatin' on me 'cause we done balled on you, ****
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
But you forgot I'm that ****
(But you forgot I'm that ****)
Since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah, somethin' wrong with your memory?
But you forgot I'm that ****
(But you forgot I'm that ****)
Bitch, since the last time we spoke
I done got way richer
Yeah
Bitch
Money
Somethin' wrong with your memory?
Need a check up or somethin'?
Bye
Written by: Dior Giovanni Petty, Johnathan Burt
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