Remember The Name

Album: No. 6 Collaborations Project (2019)
Charted: 57
  • Yeah, I was born a misfit, grew up ten miles from the town of Ipswich
    Wanted to make it big, I wished it to existence
    I never was a sick kid, always dismissed quick
    "Stick to singing, stop rappin'", like it's Christmas
    And if you're talkin' money, then my conversation shiftin'
    My dreams are bigger than just bein' on the rich list
    Might be insanity, but people call it gifted
    My face is goin' numb from the shit this stuff is mixed with
    Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
    My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick
    I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my business
    And if I had my fifteen minutes, I must have missed 'em

    Twenty years old is when I came in the game
    And now it's eight years on and you remember the name
    And if you thought I was good, well, then I'm better today
    But it's ironic how you people thought I'd never be great
    I like my shows open-air, Tokyo to Delaware
    Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
    You know I want way more than I already got
    Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the club

    You know it ain't my time to call it a day
    I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
    But it's 'bout time you remember the name
    Ayy, ayy
    You know it ain't my time to call it a day
    I wanna crack on and I wanna be paid
    But it's 'bout time you remember the name
    Ayy, ayy
    Hey, hey, hey

    I can still remember (what), tryna shop a deal (uh-huh)
    From Taco Bell to TRL
    I climbed the Billboard charts to the top until
    As fate would have it (yeah)
    Became an addict, funny 'cause I had pop appeal
    But they said time would tell (what) if I'd prevail (huh)
    And all I did was (what) put Nine Inch Nails (where)
    In my eyelids now (what), I'm seein' diamond sales
    Like I'm in Zales (yeah)
    Without a doubt, by any means, if rap was skinny jeans
    I couldn't do anything in 'em
    I'd be splittin' seams of denim when I'm spitting schemes
    Which really means no if, ands, or buts, are squeezin' in-between
    You sleep on me 'cause you're only fuckin' with me in your dreams
    Not even when I'm on my deathbed
    Man, I feel like Ed, it isn't time to drop the mic yet
    So why would I quit? The thought that I would stop when I'm dead
    Just popped in my head, I said it, then forgot what I said

    It isn't my time to call it a day
    I got rap locked and I'm already paid
    But it's 'bout time you remember the name
    Ayy, ayy
    You know it ain't my time to call it a day
    I got rap locked and I'm already paid
    But it's 'bout time you remember the name
    Ayy, ayy

    Ain't nobody cold as me
    I dress so fresh, so clean
    You can find me in my whip rockin' my Fendi drip
    Man, you know just what I mean (ow!)
    Shinin' wrist with the rocks on it, Buscemis with locks on it
    Everything my voice on, that shit knock, don't it?
    Balenciaga saga, I'm in Bergdorf ballin'
    It's just another episode, my hoes, I spoil 'em
    She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
    Shit, I'm gettin' stupid money, what else we gon' do with money?
    Bitch, we be ballin' out, the king, bring me fifty bottles
    Tonight we gon' blow a check, worry 'bout your shit tomorrow
    The turn up is so real, we 'bout to get super lit
    Boy, I'm kickin' straight facts, that's just how we do this shit
    Tomorrow we hangin' over 'til we start feelin' sober
    Then it's time to start it over, here we go again

    You know it ain't my time to call it a day
    I got rap locked and I'm already paid
    And it's about time you remember the name
    Ayy, ayy
    You know it ain't my time to call it a day
    I got rap locked and I'm already paid
    But it's 'bout time you remember the name
    Ayy, ayy
    Hey, hey, hey (ow!) Writer/s: Shellback, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Curtis James Jackson, Edward Christopher Sheeran, Marshall Mathers, Max Martin, Patrick Brown, Raymon Murray, Rico Wade
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • AnonymousI never heard this song, but I swear he and Fort Minor had the same idea..
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