Old Memoriez

East Coast born but I'm fuckin wit the West
Been about this shit but know
I ain't like the rest
Niggas know I grind and I don't even like to rest
Got some to say to me better say it wit your chest
I been through a lot reason why I jot it down
Music's my therapy when my folks not around
Ever felt em tears fallin you ain't make a sound
Happened so much but I gotta get from off the ground ay
Been a minute since I felt this
How you my people but never counted me in
Now I'm in my bag see me shining from the wrist
They doubting my dreams risked it all to see me win
Damn
Punched my way around like I clocked in
Survival of the fittest why I be pullin sins
Cause they say the good die young guess I ain't innocent
Say the good die young guess they ain't gon do me in ay
Thinkin on the past like it's my afterlife
Niggas so quick to switch face like you my bro for life
Yet stab me in the back it hurts like a knife
But it's fuck all em marks it's just me and mine ay
Old memories turn to new times
Don't get too attached you'd be on a thin line
This the jungle ain't none bout this fine wine
Young niggas had to hustle to even shine swear
Young niggas had to hustle to even shine swear
Man this shit getting real

Lost my uncle same week I lost my ex
Ain't a second these thoughts don't cycle my head
Gotta move on the past ain't ahead
Traumatized seeing him fading he practically dead
Gotta stay on my grind though
All my music's true fuck I gotta lie for
Family been through the fields yeah we Cambos
Family been through the fields shit we can't let go uh
Only said that cause we been through pain
Lost so many members feels like it's all the same
Over and over when does it ever change
Ain't no respawn's this ain't no fuckin game
Old Memoriez



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Writer(s): Phaktra Langner
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