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Remember Me Lyrics


Ralo Remember Me

Yeah, FamGoon, yeah

I'll give my last brother, tell the people, "Fuck 'em"
You know I gotta love myself before I say I love 'em
Remember the struggle, mama was workin' a double
Remember them bustas, remember you called me your brother
Remember me, yeah
You can never lose these memories
Tell them folks they gon' remember me
You can never lose these memories
Tell them folks they gon' remember

Remember me on private jets, I still be on them bitches
The FBI been on my ass, I cannot post no pictures
I made the best decisions, keep them out my business
Who gon' be my codefendants, who gon' be the witness?
I did this shit relentless, they labelled me a menace
They wanna give the boy a sentence, I said f..ck the critics
f..ck the critics, f..ck the critics and whoever with it
Before they try to fry the boy, let me enjoy the skillet
I know my partners gon' tell, I swear to God they is
'Cause niggas ain't never gon' be how they say they is
Them niggas say they solid, they always be the opposite
Don't never tell on a nigga and try to give apologies

I'll give my last brother, tell the people, "Fuck 'em"
You know I gotta love myself before I say I love 'em
Remember the struggle, mama was workin' a double
Remember them bustas, remember you called me your brother
Remember me, yeah
You can never lose these memories
Tell them folks they gon' remember me
You can never lose these memories
Tell them folks they gon' remember

Remember me, I kept it straight, they ate off every plate
I will always make a way, I always made a way
I guess it's safe to say, I put a smile on every face that ever looked my way
Nobody took my place
Every day I'm tryna make what I made yesterday
I know it seems like we be deep, but I got extra space
I ain't done with Pakistan, we got an extra place
I know it seems like we be early, but we extra late
I'm tryna go harder, I'm tryna leave cash to my daughter
I know that I'm smarter, I know that I'm makin' it farther
I know that I got it, I know that I got what it take
They call me the realest, they know that them rappers is fake

I'll give my last brother, tell the people, "Fuck 'em"
You know I gotta love myself before I say I love 'em
Remember the struggle, mama was workin' a double
Remember them bustas, remember you called me your brother
Remember me, yeah
You can never lose these memories
Tell them folks they gon' remember me
You can never lose these memories
Tell them folks they gon' remember


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