Memory Lane Lyrics

I was a young nigga, getting to the bag

Bout to take a trip down memory lane

Remembering them days when I was a young nigga

All I did was go to school, go home and play the game

Money on my mind, started making plays

Hit my first L, at eleven, fifth grade

It was seventh grade when I got caught for the first time

With some pack, I was tryna make a trade

Eighth grade, a nigga got kicked out the crib

I was sittin' in my room on the game

Yeah, my mama went crazy, now I'm livin' with my dad

He was always on my ass, I was tryna chase my dreams

But that shit was real hard, end up with my first car

Yeah, he really made me, yeah, he really turned me to a star

But I had to get away, Uh, I knew there was a new way

So I'm gettin' to this money now and everybody know that

I've gone too far, I could never ever go back

Say you want smoke, nigga, we can go and blow that

Nigga, what's the tax

Nigga, show me where the store at

Fuckin' on your hoe, then I showed her where the door at

We did it on the floor, yeah, yeah right before that

Shawty she a score, yeah

Shawty, she was so bad

This money, it'll never ever go bad

But the shit these niggas do for it, so sad

Niggas that you know, it's gon' make them niggas real mad

All I ever known was get money since a lil' lad

I know I'ma sin again, but Lord, forgive me for my past

Promise you won't leave, that's the only thing I ask

Baby, if you come with me, promise that we have a blast

We can be high as fuck, smokin' on gas

Let's talk future and forget about the past

I was a young nigga, getting to the bag

Bout to take a trip down memory lane

Remembering them days when I was a young nigga

All I did was go to school, go home and play the game

Money on my mind, started making plays

Hit my first L, at eleven, fifth grade

It was seventh grade when I got caught for the first time

With some pack, I was tryna make a trade

I was just tryna make a trade, yeah

Told a nigga, come and catch a fade, yeah

BTS the gang, if you send a diss

Then I'm comin' for your name

Niggas say I changed, nigga, I'm the same

I can TYB and fuck up on your main

Really only need a little, but I want a lot more

All gas, no brakes, yeah, pedal to the floor

Can't take no break if you really want more

Put your life at stake, yeah, we in the real world

I can barely stay awake, yeah, I'm goin' in circles

Sippin' on this drink, finna turn my tongue purple

Relieving all this pain inside, internal

Whatever you need, know I'm comin' to your service

I'm so high, Im way above the surface

What's one thing I can get without a purchase

I was a young nigga, getting to the bag

Bout to take a trip down memory lane

Remembering them days when I was a young nigga

All I did was go to school, go home and play the game

Money on my mind, started making plays

Hit my first L, at eleven, fifth grade

It was seventh grade when I got caught for the first time

With some pack, I was tryna make a trade