Memories

Way back in the day back
When you were bae and I'd say that
And everything was like straight crack
Like bliss so we laid back to see that

Hope you believe that
From ya lips to ya knee caps
I needed you like sticks of chap stick
When lips be chapped
We need that
To be back to we status
Often times I liked to call you golgi apparatus
Cuz every time you came over
You liked to grope my package
You got me so ecstatic
More like radioactive
I'm bout up explode
The opposite of passive
Teach me a lesson
I'm guessin that is aggressive
I'm starting to sound possessive
And it's getting so obsessive
But fuck that I'm threw with the reminiscin
Less you standin in my face
And ya body is straight jigglin
I hate rememberin the shit that we did
But I do love rememberin you kissin da kid

Way back in the day back
When you were bae and I'd say that
And everything was like straight crack
Like bliss so we laid back to see that

Hope you could see that
Now I'm goin thru a relapse
I'm fallin back in love witchu
From memories and retraps
I usually don't smoke
But I'm askin where da weed at
Work my life away
Steady searchin where da green at
The money
Couldn't take ya love essense from me
One girl tried and she musta been a dummy
I guess in hindsight
She was watchin out for me
Cuz you
You been gone and I'm feelin hella crummy

Said way back in the day right
Way back in the day right
Way back in the day right now yea
Way back in the day right now

Oh and the flame burns my soul
My spirit is going thru the woes
From the way you used to wear your clothes
To even how you'd paint your toes
And the way you would smile
The heavens are locked in your eyes
And Just lookin back girl I could fall
I'm havin withdrawals
Ooo I'm havin withdrawals

Way back in the day back
When you were bae and I'd say that
And everything was like straight crack

Like bliss but you laced that with the face wax
The hay stack large enough
To keep the place packed
We searched for a while
But we had really face facts
We couldn't find the needle in this
Stupid ass hay stack
Memories bruh I hate that
The fact that you could throw it all away
Cuz you couldn't see
The perplexuated beauty
Everytime you would look at me
The saturation gone
When I see you I look at bleach
You are a flower child
So you just wanna look at peace
Deuces
Can't believe I fell for your shenanigans
Stupid
You look sweet but come to find out
You was ruthless
You ain't my boo bish
I'm assumin that you knew this
I deleted you from everything
Like new phone
Who dis



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Writer(s): Quashun Woods
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