Dj Kay Slay - Memories lyrics
rate meFeat. Young Buck, Freeway & Fame
Remember pop got shot and boy got hit
The big bun, get now hooked on some BA shit
I remember low boys, rest in peace freaky tile
I will shot you on and quit before fifty get jack
Memories on feed like, you know car could not
Right now they call the swag
Back then we call and I get it
Smoke more then I should but my memories good
Memories that will be for 24 it should
I’m not leaving in Jay out, nigga help my own
They say I step with somebody too, you not the only one
In case slake, hear clacks, will rock again and get hally
I was only cuff face down bottle, memories on problem
And the way Jorge got it
Wheals will kill Mic and they crack didn’t lock down
I got good and bad memories, these streets are cold
Just for old time stacks I might get over the stove
And don’t forget back, when bank account was froze
Man you remember why I ain’t fuck with you whoer
I got memory
Man one thing about your memories
Man it can lock you up, put you under the sow
Throw away the key
They cannot take away the memories I got
I’m from the streets, so feelin’, this all my memorie
New age rap trap, check out my melody
Mom shelter me dreams are coped stone from me
I ain’t listen to a thing, my pops was selling me
So I’m me, I was feelin’ me
When I was garent, here some nigga try trap me
Kept the cooler, keep all busts to me
Moved bout one hunnit but when some drop dealing me
This super fallin’, high like the sillan be
Fly with this striped on, black like the Dylan beat
Press something to check in, I barely miss you,
I know some circumstance so different then you agree for me
So I’mma rap this mine ship and it’s beatin’
Need a real nigga ridin’ immediately
These all my memories, when I visit the baby, get all my memories
And when I got you, bang so many memories
Bang you with me in my world, you won’t forget you
And I pray that I love and forget me
Yeah
Man some of my most unforgettable memories
Had be arrange bout my grandparents who get all the projects
Rest in peace, I wish I could bring ‘em back
Do for them, what they do for me
Same gang, same rules, we still mashing
You know the most beat dog
We stay mashin’
I still got the trap on the fall
We still mashin’ x 2
I had a different tidy beat go lang ,
Ruby’s in my range, what a mean in flat top
Post it up, bang the crash
Fast, check all my bang, drop it
Get the boys mirror, and my best views roll gulu
Mamy baby boy come throw
Pay inside the box with the lights use to gang bang
That boy can, what’s the thing back there?
In the crack baby boy, what’s the thing back there?
To mentaine that thing we use to ______(?)
Fall on me full of marijuana all night
New this for the taken
Get the dice shaken
To get your eyes shake,
Won’t fallin’ new pound box
In night stay and Lord forgive me for my sins
That I done back in
Reminisces I was way back then
