Memories
Close the door if you really want to leave
You know I got another up my sleeve
You know I step like a stampede
I ain't tryna boast I got 2-3
But when we on the coast it was you and me
Now we gotta toast for the good and the bad
Ain't no way that we going out sad
Shorty know we in our bag
Yeah yeah
All the memories we had
The amenities your insecurities
Whole time I'm in my bag
I ain't no computer baby I ain't gon lag
I said I'm a tutor you can join my class
She said she gon' ride me like an s class
We got different goals I ain't mad
Ain't mad
Close the door when you walk out
It was love then it all went south
We just need a pause a breather
And don't show me your claws you ain't on that
I could put you on your paws till you crawl back
You know it would be your loss if you on that
So just close my door
Yeah yeah
Ain't no way we going out sad
Shorty know we stay in our bag
All the memories your insecurities
Whole time I'm in my bag
If I gotta say it you know I don't hold back
Why you wanna run away so bad
We got different goals
Can't be mad at what you choose
Close the door if you really want to leave
You know I got another up my sleeve
You know I step like a stampede
I ain't tryna boast I got 2-3
But when we on the coast it was you and me
Now we gotta toast for the good and the bad
Ain't no way that we going out sad
Shorty know we in our
Close that door when you walk away
You know I got another up my sleeve
You know I step like a stampede
I ain't tryna boast I got 2-3
But when we on the coast it was you and me
Now we gotta toast for the good and the bad
Ain't no way that we going out sad
Shorty know we in our bag
Yeah yeah
All the memories we had
The amenities your insecurities
Whole time I'm in my bag
I ain't no computer baby I ain't gon lag
I said I'm a tutor you can join my class
She said she gon' ride me like an s class
We got different goals I ain't mad
Ain't mad
Close the door when you walk out
It was love then it all went south
We just need a pause a breather
And don't show me your claws you ain't on that
I could put you on your paws till you crawl back
You know it would be your loss if you on that
So just close my door
Yeah yeah
Ain't no way we going out sad
Shorty know we stay in our bag
All the memories your insecurities
Whole time I'm in my bag
If I gotta say it you know I don't hold back
Why you wanna run away so bad
We got different goals
Can't be mad at what you choose
Close the door if you really want to leave
You know I got another up my sleeve
You know I step like a stampede
I ain't tryna boast I got 2-3
But when we on the coast it was you and me
Now we gotta toast for the good and the bad
Ain't no way that we going out sad
Shorty know we in our
Close that door when you walk away
Credits
Writer(s): Khabari Phillips
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