Callmewerm - Remember Me Lyrics

Yeah
Colder Dayz
CALLMEWERM
Yeah
Shoutout Chris Quest, aye
Yeah (huh)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (what)
Aye (yeah)
Huh (yeah)
Young nigga from Miami
I'm just tryna feed the family, yeah
From the bottom to the top (top)
All of these niggas, they copy (they copy)
I been dodging all the cops (cops)
Smoking dope, I'm in a fantasy
Aye, I'm getting brain, no anatomy
Bitch nigga, you gon' remember me (yeah, yeah)
Back in this bitch, but I got to go harder
No I'm not rich, but my money got longer (hey, hey)
Hop in a whip, ride around with my brothers
I'm taking your bitch, she gon' hop in a hummer (skrt, skrt)
I need some diamonds, I'm hot as the summer
Go to the islands, I'll put cocoa butter
Go get a house, I'll give that to my mother
I got to go big cause we came from the gutter
I'm in 407, down that 408
Riding round in a foreign car
I'm on cloud 9 with the bro Laz Carta
Open up the weed jar
I remember I was being asked
If a nigga finna take it this far (yes, yes)
Growing up, listened to these rappers
Then I realized I'm the real star (f*ck nigga)
And I put that on my soul
And I put that on my soul (my soul, my soul)
We don't got time for these games
We got to get to the road (road, road)
All of my niggas on go
All of my niggas on go (on go)
I cannot f*ck with these lames
I rather hang with my bro (facts)
Young nigga from Miami
I'm just tryna feed the family, yeah
From the bottom to the top (top)
All of these niggas, they copy (they copy)
I been dodging all the cops (cops)
Smoking dope, I'm in a fantasy (yeah)
Aye, I'm getting brain, no anatomy
Bitch nigga, you gon' remember me (huh)
Young nigga from Miami (hey)
I'm just tryna feed the family, yeah
From the bottom to the top (top)
All of these niggas, they copy (they copy)
I been dodging all the cops (cops)
Smoking dope, I'm in a fantasy
Aye, I'm getting brain, no anatomy
Bitch nigga, you gon' remember me (yeah)
Been a struggle coming up (up)
Momma said I'm f*cking up (I'm f*ckin' up, damn)
She told me "get out the house" (house)
Now I'm living with my pops (damn)
Tough love kind of rough (f*ck)
I think I've had it enough
Smoking on top of the clouds
I medicate when I puff (puff)
Look, y'all niggas sipping on lean
Y'all niggas sleeping on me, yeah, yeah
Eastside where I be
I don't got time for no sleep, look yeah (no sleep, no sleep)
And it's just me and my team
And it's just me and my team, yeah, yeah (aye)
We tryna get to the cream
We finna get to the cream, aye
Yeah (huh)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, aye (what)
We don't got time for these games (games)
We got to get to the road (road)
Yeah
Yeah (aye)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (what, what)
I cannot f*ck with these lames (lames)
I rather hang with my bro (my bros, my bros)