album cover
I Remember
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
I Remember was released on May 21, 2018 by Epic Empire Company as a part of the album 5:21
album cover
Album5:21
Release DateMay 21, 2018
LabelEpic Empire Company
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Menace
Menace
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Scott
Mike Scott
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hah
I told 'em in minutes
I say that shit all the time man
'Cause I want **** to know who the fuck it is man
One double M man
Hah
Yeah, yeah
I remember man I had no money, I had nothing
Sometimes still is that way man
That shit don't make or break me though
If it do make me, it just make me stronger
Hah
I told 'em
I remember when my pockets was empty (Yeah I remember)
These bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Nah, nah)
I remember when my pockets was empty
These bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Gang, gang)
Hah
Now I'm getting money, now I'm getting racks
Keep the blue guys, throw the dollar bills
Got hollow tips, this a tip drill
Boy my arms strong like Neil
I remember when my pockets was empty (Hah, nah)
You bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Okay)
I remember my pockets empty
Now I powerball like the Mega Millions
My dab colder than your air condition
You celibate 'cause you ain't fucking with me
So much smoke in my car
When I pop my sunroof it look like a chimney (Dope)
Swag cleaner than Mr. Bentley
Can't forget and I can't forgive
Mama said don't let 'em live
Glock .40, got two of those
Make 'em act up like a two year old
Bullet size of a Tootsie Roll
I'm fresh to death, need a funeral
Everybody watching me ball
Like a **** playing in the Super Bowl
I need money like oxygen
Your bitch shocking, that's obvious
When I'm counting money, that's calculus
When I'm counting money, getting calluses
Keep the blue bills, throw the green money
I remember had no money
Might rob you to get me money
Like bankroll but get street money, gone
I remember when my pockets was empty (Yeah I remember)
These bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Nah, nah)
I remember when my pockets was empty
These bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Gang, gang)
Hah
Now I'm getting money, now I'm getting racks
Keep the blue guys, throw the dollar bills
Got hollow tips, this a tip drill
Boy my arms strong like Neil
I remember when my pockets was empty (Hah, nah)
You bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Okay)
This weed I smoke be different colors
So I twist it up like a Rubik's Cube
You ain't gotta wear a mood ring
But this Glock .40, it'll change your mood
I change hoes how you change shoes
Like Chico, **** can't lose
Leave 'em blues with no clues
Man these **** just cartoons
Never follow rules, bitch cash rules
Keep the heat on me like a tattoo
My gun clean but my flow dirty
People say I need to vacuum
Heat a **** up like a tanning room
Heat a **** up like a tanning room
I remember when my pockets was empty (Yeah I remember)
These bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Nah, nah)
I remember when my pockets was empty
These bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Gang, gang)
Hah
Now I'm getting money, now I'm getting racks
Keep the blue guys, throw the dollar bills
Got hollow tips, this a tip drill
Boy my arms strong like Neil
I remember when my pockets was empty (Hah, nah)
You bitches and **** weren't fucking with me (Okay)
Written by: Mike Scott
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...