This is a song about "You will remember me"

In your mouth everyday and tel me you remember what

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

//promise that you will sing about me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

But you gotta' remember... its me!

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

It's only been three years and you no longer remember me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

//promise that you will sing about me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

Never ever again will i forget to remember

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

That's the way, you can move it baby

//promise that you will sing about me