Memories
I might let go for the moment
Craving up a stone full of memories
They said the first one to loose is the who gives up
I wasn't raised to be quitter, so I'd rather speak up
And drink up with my niggaz every time we meet
Since life short as a bitch, we don't fuck 'round sleep
Every hour gotta count every second is a bliss
When I think about the ones who met the reaper with a kiss
Late night talks blowing trees, batting the breeze
Laughing 'till we out of breath and out of key
They my biggest motivation while I'm down in the trench
I hear them all say "Bart hit some bars in French"
Je rap en anglais, les critiques me descendent
C'est dans les rues de Phoenix que je renais de mes cendres
Bold & black like number 8
I'm aim to clean the table getting rid of all hate
Spread love while you still got room
This for Nicole and the queens who left too soon
I might let go for the moment
Craving up a stone full of memories
I might let go for the moment
Craving up a stone full of memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Getting high like Khalifa since I'm all about the paper
Got a lot of vices piling up, skyscraper
In this life of sins I found myself in the wage of it
Almost did all 7 yet too greedy for that gluttony
I'd rather keep a smaller circle stepping on the world stage
I'd rather keep a distance with these bitches 'cause they all fake
Life a game of poker, I been gambling with them high stakes
On the road to riches we don't even check these damn brakes
Yeah
Applying pressure to these verse got the Bible with me
I'll slide a prayer to the Lord till he grant us relief
Heavy hearted since the days we had to face off with grief
Now it's summer time and we been sipping on this
Overtime and I ain't home before six
Nah the jig is up, they demanding more gigs
Gotta lot of runs, making more room for more hits
Making new plans
'Till the deep end
Party with friends
Do it again yeah
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Making new plans
'Till the deep end
Party with friends
Do it again yeah
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Craving up a stone full of memories
They said the first one to loose is the who gives up
I wasn't raised to be quitter, so I'd rather speak up
And drink up with my niggaz every time we meet
Since life short as a bitch, we don't fuck 'round sleep
Every hour gotta count every second is a bliss
When I think about the ones who met the reaper with a kiss
Late night talks blowing trees, batting the breeze
Laughing 'till we out of breath and out of key
They my biggest motivation while I'm down in the trench
I hear them all say "Bart hit some bars in French"
Je rap en anglais, les critiques me descendent
C'est dans les rues de Phoenix que je renais de mes cendres
Bold & black like number 8
I'm aim to clean the table getting rid of all hate
Spread love while you still got room
This for Nicole and the queens who left too soon
I might let go for the moment
Craving up a stone full of memories
I might let go for the moment
Craving up a stone full of memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Memories
Getting high like Khalifa since I'm all about the paper
Got a lot of vices piling up, skyscraper
In this life of sins I found myself in the wage of it
Almost did all 7 yet too greedy for that gluttony
I'd rather keep a smaller circle stepping on the world stage
I'd rather keep a distance with these bitches 'cause they all fake
Life a game of poker, I been gambling with them high stakes
On the road to riches we don't even check these damn brakes
Yeah
Applying pressure to these verse got the Bible with me
I'll slide a prayer to the Lord till he grant us relief
Heavy hearted since the days we had to face off with grief
Now it's summer time and we been sipping on this
Overtime and I ain't home before six
Nah the jig is up, they demanding more gigs
Gotta lot of runs, making more room for more hits
Making new plans
'Till the deep end
Party with friends
Do it again yeah
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Making new plans
'Till the deep end
Party with friends
Do it again yeah
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
Show me your hands
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