Memory Lane Lyrics

Damn

Damn

Huh

When i was 8

I used to tell myself that I want a million but

Chased the bag too late

But it ain't never too late got the bag now baby I'm straight

Tell me who you love

If it ain't from the heart I don't want it like who you trust

Everybody too down on luck

I ain't tryna be down on love

Popping out prazy dank again

Out the car it's a cloud of smoke again

And they won't find me capping not at all

Sick of feeding you lies to get to my win

Didn't lie

Watch you cry

When I tell you all bout yourself in a minute

Told you a hundred times not to be friendly

Trying to come get it you gotta be committed

Huh

Suck in a cloud of smoke no diddy yes that's just how I feel today

Name me another lor nigga who want it I guarantee we don't breathe the same

Huh

You so small and you think me vain

You don't know my name

Huh

Pussy don't know the pain

Raising my kids like fuck the fame

No tuition the trap, gon pay for it

A lotta big meals filet for the main course

And I do not claim whores

The shit they be talking yea I never came for

And she go like a race horse

When you hear us in the room it's the same noise

Woah, woah

Now this bitch tryna take me down memory lane

And she already know I can't stand the rain

And she already know I been through the pain

I been trapping and trapping I'm tryna get big on 'em

Huh

Saving, investing some more said I'm tryna get big lord

My Brodie he got him a car said I wanna just match him I need me a big horse

In my pockets I'm packing a punch

In the airport I can't even get cleared for it

Shit from the farm

You bringing a problem I'm sparkling my b swear im not even here for it

My nigga Z over there on the strip

He taking the blunt from me

Sitting right here

On my own island guess I feel the runtz coming

On my doli I'm thinking about you like what did you want from me

Fuck that

I'm back to the munyun

This a fun gun

Nigga wassup

Fingernails dirty I been getting to the pape sealing bags all night

Yes, the bag my only hope curving hoes like you ain't my type

Ain't believe I ain't need her she staying right with me through wrongs and the rights

Screaming at me sure baby I don't care I am not Ray Rice