Memory Lane
V.S.O.P MIR
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Took a trip down memory lane Nothing's the same Searching for a person to blame Learning with age My demons wanna come out to play But they in a cage Fueled by depression and rage Sorrow and pain Speaking up the sorrow and pain I'm running away But I think that it's time for a change A brand new slate The Ice thin but still I skate I Guess I'm brave Or maybe it's the drugs taking over all this pain I don't need an umbrella I guess I'm used to the rain The way I act out in public you'd think I do it for the fame But I'm true to the music my nigga this is not a game Point to my wrist in the clutch and everybody loving my wave I tried to work a 9-5 and that shit was slavery But I stuck to my grind went to work and made it pay for me These niggas gone hate, want me dead say they gone pay for me And so I stay strapped wit that blick it ain't no catchin me The woman the weed and the weather that shit the recipe I carried my talents back to Lakeland think that was made for me I still got a piece of my city won't stay away from me You ask me how I'm doin inside it's day to day for me My mama told me to watch my lungs they fading away I smoke an ounce a day to keep depression away Woods glass or wax which one should I choose today I'm in love wit all the drugs they keep the pain away It's like with every other hit I see a brighter day Either that or them xannys they take the pain away I been sippin so much purple turned my liver grey Tryina fill this void but honestly too much fucking space I been movin state to state I'm tryna find my place Fucked around and found a super model give me face Movin in this chally you would think I'm on the chase 150 on the dash but this is not a race I'm on my own level Yuh can't nobody take my place I need me a new bezel Yuh F*ck that shit I need a wraith It's Petal to the metal Yuh Put my mom in new a space I got it out the gutter Yuh I got Steak all on my plate F*ck nigga you don't want static Yuh Pull up on me and my niggas gone spazz I got skeletons in my closet yuh I don't GB but my entourage move when I move so don't to touch my Patek Yuh Don't be mistaken I keep that bitch on me them bullets they fly like lightening I ain't really in to fightin naw Me I rather I just knock em off Shoot like curry I like to ball And my glock hold 30 and all Legal wit papers ain't dirty at all Won't lose a wink about murdering y'all You niggas pussy you fertile and all I am not worried bout none of you niggas you niggas is goofy What's wrong wit y'all My mama told me to watch my lungs they fading away I smoke an ounce a day to keep depression away Woods glass or wax which one should I choose today I'm in love wit all the drugs they keep the pain away It's like with every other hit I see a brighter day Either that or them xannys they take the pain away I been sippin so much purple turned my liver grey Tryina fill this void but honestly too much fucking space
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