Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Remember, artist - Mozzy. Date of issue: 28.02.2018
Song language: English
Remember |
| Oooh, sittin' here thinkin' bout how shit used to be |
| Damn I remember, goddamn I remember those times, aye |
| About my shit I’ma get rich or die trying |
| Every man count can’t be a waste of my time |
| Really cooked the soft really came from the struggle |
| Off for two months easy days in the struggle |
| I never fumble only promise that I made |
| Ask mama damn near gave her ever comma that I made |
| Know its something hanging from that Somalama thang |
| Young life crucify you for that problem, we gang |
| Lord knows, it’s a body on the thang |
| It’s a body on the thang, lord knows |
| You don’t catch a body for the gang, you ain’t know |
| Lil caught a body for the gang then he told |
| Murder on my mind that ain’t healthy for your soul |
| Trackin' down a bag, gettin' wealthy on the road |
| It’s only right that I go and let you niggas know |
| I put you on you ain’t reimburse me for the zone |
| Makin model got me lookin' perty on the low |
| You ain’t playing nothing you just murder niggas low |
| Oooh, sittin' here thinkin' bout how shit used to be |
| Damn I remember, goddamn I remember those times, aye |
| About my shit I’ma get rich or die trying |
| Every man count can’t be a waste of my time |
| Up early in the morning blaze up a couple sticks |
| Searching for the drug cause this thang I’m tryna fix |
| Up go yay cray cray with the whip |
| Serve peach fanta couple xans got me lit |
| Eatin' up the interstate paranoid they might eat |
| Yeah them pigs hit but they ain’t find shit |
| Make them niggas see it cause they know my time hit |
| If you ain’t from the gang you ain’t welcome round here |
| Better keep it on you if you walk around here |
| All we know is murder get dropped around here |
| Keep it stitched lid ain’t no talkin' round here |
| It’s a couple real niggas wish they was out here |
| You pillow talkin' keep that sucka shit down there |
| Cause I die about mine, boy this shit really real |
| Young money and my squad pull up for the drip |
| Hundred shell gang I make you niggas feel |
| Oooh, sittin' here thinkin' bout how shit used to be |
| Damn I remember, goddamn I remember those times, aye |
| About my shit I’ma get rich or die trying |
| Every man count can’t be a waste of my time |