Remember

I got a big vendetta on my plate like feta
Yam pancetta, then I write with a feather
Tip with the ink, don't think ima let up
My guy got the candy man like Aguilera

Cop the Carrera from a nitty for a tenner
Ride round the block for a lil like tecca
Stole a rose for a ting ima check her
But first I got talk bout a dog with a fella
I don't think that they understand
But ima keep pulling strings like a artisan
Babes tryna clock if I'm mixed or whatever
She just wanna know if it's big body leather
Aye
she like carni, drinks,
Come gyal show me the whine then like cellar
Sun bathing at the French Riviera
Crossaints and cheddar wid a Ice cold Stella
I wrote my first verse ever
Tryna be the best not tryna be whatever
problems I could deal with better
Under the weather but still I remember

I remember falling hard but they paid me no mind
I remember fake love hoping that someone can love me right
I remember falling hard but I got up alright
Now i gotta make dough Stack it up till it's all looking too high
I remember falling hard but they paid me no mind
I remember fake love hoping that someone can love me right
I remember falling hard but I got up alright
Now i gotta make dough Stack it up till it's all looking too high

Let's make a movie
Up on Mount Fuji
Filmed with the Fuji film, i feel gloomy
It's all Gucci so I roll the blue cheese
Finish my plate then I kill the charcuterie
I smell like Blue jeans with a hint of ameretto
She don't know my words so she mumble like "L M N O"
Ps inta ma bank I'm ball like dzeko
I don't wanna wear it if it ain't from Sekkle

Yeah uh
I got alot on my brain, Most time I just put it in my Verses
Just So I don't forget where the earth is
I put a mask on so they don't see it on face
I like it down here more than I do on the Surface
Play this in the churches
Play it in the car, play it when you feel earnest
Play it on the cat walk girl just work it
Play it when you nervous, or if you feel like everything is worthless
Life is a walk through a circus
So enjoy the ice cream till they drop the curtains

I remember falling hard but they paid me no mind
I remember fake love hoping that someone can love me right
I remember falling hard but I got up alright
Now i gotta make dough Stack it up till it's all looking too high
I remember falling hard but they paid me no mind
I remember fake love hoping that someone can love me right
I remember falling hard but I got up alright
Now i gotta make dough Stack it up till it's all looking too high



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Bernard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link