Memory Lane Lyrics

London Pound Cake

Mix it with the cookies

Taking bets all night

Count it up like a bookie

She was my lil baby

I ain't forget u snooki

Entering the hall of fame

Nemo P started as rookie

Let's take it back a few pages

Ten years ago to be exact

SIim to none with options

So i started selling crack

UPS with the work

I use overnight ya pack

Triple up double down

Stretch it out then bring it bacc

Nigga i put the t in trap

Plus i make the beat relapse

Came a long way

stop tryna make me look back

My vision blurry like

What the fuck ima look at

But the pain & misery

you niggas laughed at

Fucc it I'm pass that

Im on top like dad hats

Top shotta mad max

exercise jumping jacks

Butta crème pelle pelle

on the ave pumping packs

Life a gamble if you lose it all

It's best you get it back

We from Brooklyn uptown

Lil mama a tall glass of water

Betty sphagetti

When i met her

She was on that corner

Longer than a deli

I taught niggas the game

In the street

Like we was playing scelly

All on eyes me thug life makavelli

Been told me i was the shit

But they ain't smell me

The game fucced up

What else could you tell me

Gave you a head start

And u nigga still failed me

Reflecting lemme tell you

What that tell me

Some got it

Some niggas don't

Some will

Some niggas won't

No matter what I do the most

Cups in the air let's have a toast

To the finer things

Listening to Nemo P

A screen play in your ears

That's the way it's suppose to be

This goes out to you

This goes out to you

And you

And you

And you piffy

This goes out to you

This goes out to you

And you

And you

And you

Most Prolific Records

This bbq music

Yo nemo aww man

I see you out there

Got that ice on you

You dropping i see you

You got some fine ladies

Next to you

Shoutout most prolific records

I see you out there jiffy

Yo baway waddupp there

Rochester to NY