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Remember
Hip-Hop/Rap
Remember was released on April 5, 2026 by Ted Tudda as a part of the album When It’s Dark
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Release DateApril 5, 2026
LabelTed Tudda
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ted Tudda
Ted Tudda
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ted Tudda
Ted Tudda
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Tudda
Ted Tudda
Producer

Lyrics

I know time is money and lately I ain't been tryna waste a minute
I ain't need no bread to be one of the realest
Without my double cup I become a menace
All our friends was dead before they even met us
Right over your head, they don't even get us
Huh, **** respect you in person, be tough on the meta
Put my trust in a ****? no never
These **** be wishing the worst when you be doing better
Got this Glock in my hand I been fed up
I don't care who, what, where, why, move dirty bro, wet 'em
Put My heart in a bitch, I could never
If she ain't do shit for me it won't be hard to forget her
She found out my heart froze, thought she was leaving
She went to go put on a cardigan sweater
Tomorrow ain't promised, I'm kissing my daughter a lot
I'm just hoping that she gon' remember
It I fall off right now I'm back in the trap cutting the rocks
I promise I ain't gon' let up
I'm moving like a square 'til he got put up in a box
I'm guessing that 3D is better
Had to chill with the Percs
The last time I took me some pills I had throw up all over my sweater
Shit ain't always smooth, this shit can get hot sometimes
This shit could get popping like a kettle
My daughter need the moon, the sky, the sun, the stars
My **** I could never settle
And baby girl for you, I get some shit whacked, removed
Erased, divided, whatever
What up with the fake love, boy you just said that's your mans
But you switched, what the fuck I could never
****'s do what you let them you either go regulate
Or You could go and deal with the vendettas
I told Shorty you walk away bitch just don't look back
'Cause I ain't finna go and get her
Perked up and I'm high off a three right now, just relax
'Cause I ain't even tryna get up
Four, five, six ****
Know I pop my shit, **** trust none trap safe
Tomorrow ain't promised, I'm kissing my daughter a lot
I'm just hoping that she gon' remember
Yeah, yeah, it's dark, I can see though
Don't worry
Tomorrow ain't promised, I'm kissing my daughter a lot
I'm just hoping that she gon'
Four, five, six
Written by: Ted Tudda
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