Perrion

Perrion - Memories lyrics

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Memories

Like all that’s on my mind

Like the

Memories

Like all that’s on my mind

Like the

Check it, had blessings since my adolescence

Used to have to go to confession back when I was asking questions

In Catholic school, now I’m searching for the root of evil

How did this happen, imprisoned by my active living

Raising the hood and being captivated by the way niggas who dealt with drug traffic made it seem

They was living at the top, living at the time crime paid for most

When slums raised the toast and bullets pierced through the window of my parents’ room

They must have an angel, how they escaped apparent doom

Wasn’t even too late for them to check with the …

Conflicts with grips and blood, gripping slugs, listen

Love, the only intentions I had from the start

And thank the Lord they didn’t feel like they had to embark

Went from battles in parks to dreams of …

Living in poverty made it clear I had to remark

I was like just reminiscing on the days and shit

I know that back in the day being an essential

Mean that me and my nigga see that we’d cut glass

Go kick it with Pri and Sinatra

Start free styling, fucking with the bitches and shit

Just lil’ bad ass niggas not giving a fuck

But yo, I grew up in a hip hop marriage … Wu Tang blasting in a whip all condo

Pops was a hustler, moms will never found out

Condo out in Kansas City for the hideout

Back into the hood where a nigga was raised, pick a date

My niggas is finna take your fucking mind out

Brains on the pavement, never on that fake shit

Grew up a good kid, started skating, switch clayed in

I pocket if I ever had to deal with the hating niggas

Never wanna earn they own shit, they rather take it

Move to the Aden, shit wasn’t great when the fam lost everything

But now I’m ‘bout to make it

All rapping, rapping back in Manhattan, now in Paris, California

Crowd surfing, fans clapping

‘Cause they feel a nigga pain and they fuck with me

Now all these shorty wanna call me like a buck fifty

It’s crazy, I could just reflect on my life in two sixteens and shit

It’s crazy how the times fly, too

Feel like yesterday, shit, we only moving forward, my nigga

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