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I Remember
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I Remember was released on September 11, 2023 by Soulja Livin Tru Entertainment as a part of the album PuWop : The State of Miami
September 11, 2023
LabelSoulja Livin Tru Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

Yeah
I remember, man, this shit getting out of hand
I remember trappin on that block, (block) trying to get it in
Still 50 grand short, ****, trying to get a benz
I've been riding solo lately, ain't no need for a friend
They need to free the real gangstas cause these ones pretend
I know my dawg got trial, pray he leave with a win
Anytime I'm seeing low I put that dro in the wind
Drop the top and ride good like a real **** should
You a real **** till you in the real **** hood
Goin hard in the paint, pull that money out the bank
Remember looking through that window, seen him pull up in a tank
And I still don't see no limit, so don't tell me when I can't do
I'm done helping ****, they won't even tell you thank you
Now I'm feeling like, fuck it, two tears in a bucket
Your name a fuck, ****, topic I don't wanna touch it
Drop sauce when I walk through, you know these bitches love it
You know slippers count too, you want that chain, you better tuck it
In the city that I'm from built to keep a **** down
Trust me, I don't know them people, they just see a **** round
And I don't trust these bitches either, no, they keep a **** round
I was riding with that heater, serving people through the town
I remember trapping on that block,(block) trying to get it in
I've been riding solo lately, ain't no need for a friend
They need to free them real gangsters cuz these ones pretend
I know my dawg got trial, pray, leave with a win
I remember trapping on that block, trying to get it in
I've been riding solo lately, ain't no need for a friend
Tell them free the real gangsters cuz these ones pretend
I know my dawg gotta try, pray, leave with a win
I know my dawg gotta try, pray, leave with a win
You know I breeze through the streets like leaves in the wind
When I get a chance, I ask God to forgive me for my sins
I could make 50 G's, put them keys in my hand
Who I be, I'm the man, I don't see Uncle Sam
You know I feed off the land, get grands off the gram
You on the feed, on the gram, bout to get wam bammed
Jury sided with the state, they hit him with a grand slam
I remember trapping on that block, trying to get a whole
Posted up at the store, I'm trying to get this shit sold
A Lot Of **** told, Lord knows, I won't bet, break or fold
Live by it, die by it, stick it to that g code
I remember crackers on the block, block, trying to take me in
Another 50 grand lost, profit gone, in the wind
26, 27, **** riding with them twins
Got a 30 and a 50 for dem fuck **** playin
I got Killers on my left side, killers on my right
**** getting left while **** getting right
A lot of **** be hoes, I just call it how I see it
I said, fuck it, copped the plea, ain't no way I could've beat it
I'm hoping out with the fie, ain't no way I'm fina leave it
I treat that money like air, bitch, you know a **** need it
I remember trapping on that block, block, trying to get it in
50 Grand short, I'm still trying to get a benz
My dawg got trial Pray he leave with a win, I'm not even close to family
Why the fuck I need a friend
Written by: Daniel Lewis
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