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I Remember (feat. Roddy Ricch & Kodak Black)

Internet Money

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Internet Money - I Remember feat. Roddy Ricch & Kodak Black
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
Internet Money
Internet Money
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cxdy
Cxdy
Composer
DJ Showtime
DJ Showtime
Songwriter
Nash
Nash
Composer
Alex Bethune
Alex Bethune
Songwriter
Bill Kahan Kapri
Bill Kahan Kapri
Songwriter
Charles Reese
Charles Reese
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Donny Flores
Donny Flores
Songwriter
Elias Latrou
Elias Latrou
Songwriter
Cody Rounds
Cody Rounds
Songwriter
Nathan Scott Lamarche
Nathan Scott Lamarche
Songwriter
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Songwriter
Roderick Moore Jr.
Roderick Moore Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Showtime
DJ Showtime
Producer
Dyryk
Dyryk
Producer
Etrou
Etrou
Producer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
Edgard Noel Herrera
Edgard Noel Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Census
Census
Mixing Engineer
Cxdy
Cxdy
Producer
Nash
Nash
Producer

Lyrics

I can tell you what I've done been through (been through) Now I done made my way back in the coupe I ain't tryna make it back in the news I remember when the water bill was due So fucked up, I'm sippin' water with the juice In the trenches, I was taught to kill and shoot I just want a lot of water on my wrist, in the coupe Banana clips, I got a .40 on my hip, came with the zoo I was taught to get the money, so I started skippin' school Took losses in my trenches, I can't cry no more All this pain inside my body, I can't hide no more (uh, uh) Fucked up in my mind, a nigga been poppin' Percocets I've been sippin' on this syrup, I ain't tryna hurdle stretch A lot of people pull me a lot of ways Why you runnin' after my Dallas bae? Wanna hop inside the rocket, away Tryna get these people out of my face You ain't even tryna know me, you just want my bag, lil' nigga I grew up in the trenches, with gorillas Niggas know that I'm really from the ghetto I told shorty "Get off me," she tried to cross me Told that bitch she lost me, lot of these niggas be salty I can tell you what I've done been through (been through) Now I done made my way back in the coupe I ain't tryna make it back in the news I remember when the water bill was due So fucked up, I'm sippin' water with the juice In the trenches, I was taught to kill and shoot I just want a lot of water on my wrist, in the coupe Banana clips, I got a .40 on my hip, came with the zoo I was taught to get the money, so I started skippin' school Every Halloween, me and my zombies leave blood on the floor I'm the zombie on Earth, I'm a 'zo, I pee on overseas hoes They never know what they worth, I let a ghost on they curb In the projects, I'm Malcolm X, I'm froze Keep a few shooters at my shows, some with me, some out the door Back, pour a face in the Rolls, stay outside, and I ride with big old five, ayy Just in case we gotta blow somethin' up, then slide in Stay off the radar, but I'm on they grind They found him later and marked it suicide I'm robbin' these out of town niggas, one thing, for sure If they don't die, they leavin' Miami dead broke I can tell you what I've done been through (been through) Now I done made my way back in the coupe I ain't tryna make it back in the news I remember when the water bill was due So fucked up, I'm sippin' water with the juice In the trenches, I was taught to kill and shoot I just want a lot of water on my wrist, in the coupe Banana clips, I got a .40 on my hip, came with the zoo I was taught to get the money, so I started skippin' school
Writer(s): Derek Garcia, Nicholas Mira, Elias Latrou, Danny Flores, Rodrick Wayne Jr. Moore, Cody H. Rounds, Keith Parker, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Francisco Baptisa, Charles Reese, Alex Bethume, Bill Kahan Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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