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I remember (intro)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
I remember (intro) was released on July 4, 2025 by Sleepy da hitman as a part of the album SEVEN
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AlbumSEVEN
Release DateJuly 4, 2025
LabelSleepy da hitman
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edward Jerome Allen
Edward Jerome Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Ice
Young Ice
Producer
Frank Brown
Frank Brown
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Young Ice did it, Young Ice did it, Young Ice did it, Young Ice did it, Young Ice did it
I remember we sat on that porch and prayed for better days, better days
It get hard raising seven kids working at the minimum wage
My mama tried the best she can to make hard times work
It get crazy through hard times when you steadily put through dirt
Being looked down cause we from the projects
Our heart big as the sky, we'll give you the clothes off our backs, facts
I remember coming home seeing mama broke down
Cause our daddy walked out, we couldn't find him around
I was looking for ways to fix it, I was scrambling all in my thoughts
I started feeling like I was guilty, even though it wasn't my fault
As I look inside of that mirror, I still see my pa
I'm like, damn, why did you leave us and left us in that dog
I ain't asked to be in this lifestyle, but y'all made me
It ran me off in them streets, yeah, and they raised me
I had friends came and they left, I had women came and they left
I got used to being let down, hard for me to trust anything else
When my uncle died, my heart was splitting down in half
He was the only thing I had close to a dad
Now I'm acting out, getting my way then I'm crashing out
Crashing out, bucking up in school, grades falling, letting mama down
Smoking weed and drinking alcohol to clear my mind, but I couldn't escape the pain
Created bad habits, I done changed up, yeah, I don't feel the same
Handing out of jail, mama paid that bail, she would let me spend another day
And what I do, I go straight back to the block, yeah, I had to catch a plane
My stomach empty, feel like I ain't eating weeks
Ain't no secret to these tricks under my sleeves, yeah
If they got it, then get them, I got involved with some robbers
We don't do no ****, we too involved to expose how we living, yeah
I carry myself like a man and walk through this bitch like a gangster
Look in my eye, you can see pain, there ain't no teardrop
Handsome down on my knees and I pray to the lord, ask him for forgiveness
Hope he hear my call, get us up out these trenches
We did it, mama we did it
Came from the bottom to the top, we didn't have to feed it
We did it, mama we did it
Came from the bottom to the top, we didn't have to feed it
God heard my cry when I sat down and cried, yeah
God heard my cry when I sat down and cried, yeah
God heard my cry when I sat down and cried, yeah
We didn't have to feed it
Written by: Edward Jerome Allen
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