Vic Moolah - Remember Lyrics

Yeah, it's 4TF nigga

It's 4TF
Vic Moolah

I told her, she gon remember
All the shit we did in the streets
Got me counting numbers
I told my enemies,
Back to sender
Am about the paper
Yeah
I came for the Cheddar
Wo, Yeah !
(X2)

I told my bro
I'mma win
Am with my cup
Where my lin

Stuck in the grind, pushed my P
Working all night i did my thing
Praying to Jah
One-day I'mma win

I got the Dream
I got the zeal
I keep it real
I know the streets

The Hustle is real,
I have to win
Getting my Money
I have to chill

I lost my child
That shit got me ill
To find myself,
I've been popping Pill

Family on mind,
A Lot of bills
All my life,
They want me still
I jumped and pass
I can't be still

All my life,
I've been chestin bills
Nigga you know me
I can't be still

When I'm down,
My hope is there
Told that bitch
Da love is fake
She played on me
We not the same

Told that nigga
We not the same
I run my money
I prayed for Grace

Been on my Grind,
It'll end in praise
I run for stress
I run for case

I told my bros we here fame
I've been on Grind
I've been in pains
Been down on my last,
I've been depressed..

To find my way,
I have to press..
I'm getting better,
Bitch don't give me stress

She want to sex
I want the Benz
She been on my neck
She say am the best
Work for the Bag
I used my sense
My Brodie win
I pray am next

Told that bitch
Am here for cheddar
Ain't for love
I came for the paper

Took some blunts
Chase the paper

Smoking n getting returns
It's normal
I can't deny,
I promised my mumsi a Hummer
Steady on my grind
I can't be sober
Am up all night
For pounds & Dollar
Stack some racks
I think it's normal

Money on my Jeans
Money in my Dreams

Minding my busi
Always on my Pees
Lord protect me
Am always gon sin

Grinding from dark
And praying for Light

Praying to God
He protect my life

The dream is big
The dream is high

Working all night
I can't be last

I made it
I made my mumsi smile