Keyed Up & Whitney Peyton & Gina Fritz - I Remember

I recall getting no lovin’
Tryin to be something I wasn’t
Constantly bugging
Nobody gave me the props
Nobody handed me nothin
I had to run it
Credit cards maxed out
Up in the studio
Puttin in work til I passed out
All of my homies done made it
Really I feel like I'm last out
That's so wild, time flies
You hate me? fuck you times five
I don’t just flex for the internet
You get no space on my timeline
Snipping the wifi
Sippin’ a Mai Tai
Bitch, I am different
Constantly switching to get up in my vibe
I’m wavy baby like high tide
No high fives, just side eyes
Came a long way from the bottom
I still got a ways to go
But I’m on stage and it’s awesome
I remember nobody watchin’
Had Klonopins in my pocket
Turned my problems into a profit
Feel like Harley Quinn up in Gotham bitch
I remember you draggin' me
I got better the bags on me
I could raise my digits by the count of three
(One, two)
flexin' on you bitches by the count of three
(One, two)
I remember
(One, two)
I remember
(One, two)
I remember
(One, two)
I remember
I could raise my digits by the count of three
Flexin' on you bitches by the count of three
Yah, Yah I remember I remember
Had to take some time away just to get myself together
Now I realize that yea I could do better
No you'll never hear me say that I surrender
I've been lookin' back at my past with some wide eyes
People did me wrong never thought to apologize
And I watched 'em all double down on their fuckin lies
Did it for myself, wish 'em well, had to cut the ties, yah
I remember never think that I'll forget
Not a single thing that I regret
Lookin' back I'm glad I found myself again
RIP to wishin' I was dead...
I remember you draggin' me
I got better the bags on me
I could raise my digits by the count of three
(One, two)
flexin' on you bitches by the count of three
(One, two)
I remember
(One, two)
I remember
(One, two)
I remember
(One, two)
I remember
I could raise my digits by the count of three
Flexin' on you bitches by the count of three
One, two
One, two
The bags on me
Flexin' on you bitches by the count of three

Written by:
Gina Fritz, Whitney Peyton

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