Memory H-1 Version by Club Roseman Lyrics
[Hook]
Yo
I hope they remember me
My life’s on the line like I’m jeopardy
I ain’t your friend I’m your enemy
I must’ve got hit in the head, I’m losing my memory
[Verse]
Losing my memory, gaining my energy
Best in the century
I got the green, I call it celery yup
I ain’t from Beverly
But you won’t see me with all the beggary
Give me the recipe
I’m cooking y’all up, I fly like trajectory yup
They got me started, I finish it
Thеy want good music, I’m giving it
They telling their drеams, I’m living it
They asking for money, I’m winning it, yea I’m winning it
Hope that you feeling it, cause your girl diggin it
You hate my songs? Then why you keep listening?
Why you keep trippin and slippin man
I just be drippin and killin, you gotta be kidding me man
I hope that you’re kidding me
It’s hope that’s been killing me
It’s hope that’s been flipping me
It’s hope that’s been kicking me yup
They letting me down, I’m in disbelief
I’m counting ‘em down like it’s New Years Eve
I’m losing my friends, well what a relief, I hope they remember me
Stay on my good side you won’t be my enemy
Get on my bad side you’ll just be a memory
Get on my worse side I’ll make it a felony
I’ll do you just like they did John F. Kennedy
Boy you are lightweight so stop acting heavily
I’m making legacies, I’m making pedigrees
Lil boy hating but I know he scared of me
Trying his best to embarrass me, trying his best to discredit me
Boy you are covered in jealousy, boy you need therapy
Pick your words carefully, I’m doing great and you’re doing terribly
You don’t got vision and I’m seeing clarity
In all sincerity, I’m the real deal bruh you just a parody
You can’t compare to me, you just contrast to me
I’m getting money and you getting mad at me
Time to go fast like a rocket blast
Making future moves while you in the past
Taking off like a jet, why your plane crash?
Man you’re full of trash, I’m full of cash
Money getting stashed so fast, I feel like The Flash
I’m running, I’m burning, you smelling the ash
I’m first and you’re last
You keep making comments like somebody asked
Keep running your mouth and it’s gonna get smacked by me and your momma
I’m blowing this up like Osama, feel like a volcano I’m spittin this lava
I’m driving a Honda, I’m pouring some Vodka
My girl in the car taking off her pajamas
I might mess around and take her to Bahamas
Might make her a momma the way that she calling me papa
I know you hate to see it
I know you really need it
I know you wanna be it
I know you can’t believe it
I know you wanna take my spot, but I’m not even trippin
Stop pushing all my buttons or you’ll see what else is clickin
Roll a blunt, pop you in the chin, have both our heads spinning
Only difference is your blood gon’ be spilling
Your times ran out boy the clock has been ticking
Yea I been the best ever since the beginning
I’m high up like a king, in the throne I’ll be sitting yea
Feasting it up just like Thanksgiving yea
I got the stuffing my girl I be filling yea
She playing softball I call it an inning yea
I got her wet but she like how I slip in yea
You gon’ look up and see Roseman winning
Man you better not forget the name, do not bring yourself to shame
Better not start to complain, saying you knew me before all the fame
No I won’t remember you all I can say is
[Hook]
I hope they remember me
My life’s on the line like I’m jeopardy
I ain’t your friend I’m your enemy
I must’ve got hit in the head, I’m losing my HA
I hope they remember me
My life’s on the line like I’m jeopardy
I ain’t your friend I’m your enemy
I must’ve got hit in the head, I’m losing my memory
[Outro]
Yea H-1
I hope they remember me
Uh aye
I must’ve got hit in the head I’m losing my memory
Yo
I hope they remember me
My life’s on the line like I’m jeopardy
I ain’t your friend I’m your enemy
I must’ve got hit in the head, I’m losing my memory
[Verse]
Losing my memory, gaining my energy
Best in the century
I got the green, I call it celery yup
I ain’t from Beverly
But you won’t see me with all the beggary
Give me the recipe
I’m cooking y’all up, I fly like trajectory yup
They got me started, I finish it
Thеy want good music, I’m giving it
They telling their drеams, I’m living it
They asking for money, I’m winning it, yea I’m winning it
Hope that you feeling it, cause your girl diggin it
You hate my songs? Then why you keep listening?
Why you keep trippin and slippin man
I just be drippin and killin, you gotta be kidding me man
I hope that you’re kidding me
It’s hope that’s been killing me
It’s hope that’s been flipping me
It’s hope that’s been kicking me yup
They letting me down, I’m in disbelief
I’m counting ‘em down like it’s New Years Eve
I’m losing my friends, well what a relief, I hope they remember me
Stay on my good side you won’t be my enemy
Get on my bad side you’ll just be a memory
Get on my worse side I’ll make it a felony
I’ll do you just like they did John F. Kennedy
Boy you are lightweight so stop acting heavily
I’m making legacies, I’m making pedigrees
Lil boy hating but I know he scared of me
Trying his best to embarrass me, trying his best to discredit me
Boy you are covered in jealousy, boy you need therapy
Pick your words carefully, I’m doing great and you’re doing terribly
You don’t got vision and I’m seeing clarity
In all sincerity, I’m the real deal bruh you just a parody
You can’t compare to me, you just contrast to me
I’m getting money and you getting mad at me
Time to go fast like a rocket blast
Making future moves while you in the past
Taking off like a jet, why your plane crash?
Man you’re full of trash, I’m full of cash
Money getting stashed so fast, I feel like The Flash
I’m running, I’m burning, you smelling the ash
I’m first and you’re last
You keep making comments like somebody asked
Keep running your mouth and it’s gonna get smacked by me and your momma
I’m blowing this up like Osama, feel like a volcano I’m spittin this lava
I’m driving a Honda, I’m pouring some Vodka
My girl in the car taking off her pajamas
I might mess around and take her to Bahamas
Might make her a momma the way that she calling me papa
I know you hate to see it
I know you really need it
I know you wanna be it
I know you can’t believe it
I know you wanna take my spot, but I’m not even trippin
Stop pushing all my buttons or you’ll see what else is clickin
Roll a blunt, pop you in the chin, have both our heads spinning
Only difference is your blood gon’ be spilling
Your times ran out boy the clock has been ticking
Yea I been the best ever since the beginning
I’m high up like a king, in the throne I’ll be sitting yea
Feasting it up just like Thanksgiving yea
I got the stuffing my girl I be filling yea
She playing softball I call it an inning yea
I got her wet but she like how I slip in yea
You gon’ look up and see Roseman winning
Man you better not forget the name, do not bring yourself to shame
Better not start to complain, saying you knew me before all the fame
No I won’t remember you all I can say is
[Hook]
I hope they remember me
My life’s on the line like I’m jeopardy
I ain’t your friend I’m your enemy
I must’ve got hit in the head, I’m losing my HA
I hope they remember me
My life’s on the line like I’m jeopardy
I ain’t your friend I’m your enemy
I must’ve got hit in the head, I’m losing my memory
[Outro]
Yea H-1
I hope they remember me
Uh aye
I must’ve got hit in the head I’m losing my memory