Memories

All them memories mama, did you think yo seed would grow into a tree mama.

Ima exhale the hell, and sail on smooth seas, no drama for me unless pushed.

son of man, but was raised by a Queen, hated when I rolled one up in the back of the Mercedes.

smoking on nun but Kush. when sirens rang, we burn off and didn't look back.

To the good days that we use to know, cause are sinful nature introduced us to the cash

flow. nose stayed clean now it seems my lines are more dope. little kids find yo

hope, stay in school, skip out on coke. Cause I aint from the West but I seen a lot

of Gun smoke. Good people, young folk escorted to the Graveyard, it aint biased

because of age. Try to stay religious when I aint blazed. Pretty girls took are

minds off the ghetto a bit, the ones with the prettiest smiles were are favorite.

Struggled day and night but mama's smile made me feel like I could make it.

true shit, wouldn't fake it.

 

When we wanted fast food mama got the fried, not

the baked shit. tried to stay good, cause it brought my mama peace. all of these

Memories. Guess the birds and bees brought me to this world. To cure it not

disease my people with lyrical fleas. Plus I know yall tired of the fake ass G.

So ease yo mind. And rest with me, and if beef pops up. I got yo back

flex with me. Aint no arresting me, yall finna see, im the law. Making new

memories.