[Hook]
They say love just don't stop
Shit, are you kidding me?
Through all the memories I just hope you remember me
You used to be a friend of me
But that changed instantly
And now you're just an enemy I hope that you remember me
They say love just don't stop
Shit, are you kidding me?
Through all the memories I just hope you remember me
You used to be a friend of me
And now we're enemies
And I just hope you're into me cause I still got these memories
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm like "What happened to us?"
Probably moved on cause I rap too much
I was too blunt, never should've hit that
Probably should've passed it, but I grabbed it and puffed
Actin' a mug. I don't care attitude, never gave a fuck
And it's like I'm stuck, now
Probably should've slowed down
I was all "G's up, hoes down!"
Oh wow, never really meant that
I swear you know how we get when we get mad
That's no excuse but I'm more than sorry
Maybe next time cause its history
You ain't coming back, but thats a lesson learned
The coldest hearts are the next to burn
I just feel sorry for the next girl cause she has yet to earn
You had the bestest turn
And we both at fault here
Should've fought hard? We fought all year
I cried, you cried. I lied, you lied
So there is like no more fault here
Maybe we'll get to see
Another life where we
Actually make it work
But yea, I doubt it, b
I've accepted defeat
Love is a game, took a neck to the cleat
Or a cleat to the neck, she's to the next
Look all over from the east to the west
Never find me, shit, cause me was the best
Or maybe that's the goal
I'm the next to go
I was like the next to blow
But yet I feel like I shot myself, no Plaxico
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
And this ain't a cry for help
I just reflect on the past to remind myself
Or to find myself, maybe there I can find you too
I mean the old you, the one I liked and knew
Created a monster, bad as a mobster
I was like the criminal, you were the contraband
Stole your heart, right in the palm of my hand
The beat to my drum, no marching band
Lost it? Yea, maybe
Everythings all so blurred, baby
Maybe if we like worked hard, would never gotten so stirred crazy
My first lady, you could of been
No time for the "Shoulda, coulda, woulda" man
Cause everything goes on and on
The world never ever stops, just know it was a good spin then a good end
And everything just hit the fan, you was left just too hurt
I was gonna give you the world, gonna make you my girl
Put you on like a new shirt, or a new skirt
Or one or the other, we went from best friends
Then we were lovers, under the covers
But now we're just enemies, all we're left with is a brain full of memories
In the breeze, our love will roam, but then again, maybe not
I mean, we started from the bottom then went straight to the top
And somewhere on the way it might've failed but then maybe flopped
I'm pretty sure we know it's over then again maybe not
Look, if you ever need me or need be
Feel free to see me freely
I mean I never hold grudges, we could be something
Maybe like friends if need be
Cause if it's strong as us, it'll never cease
I'm your friend next to anything
I got your back in any case
Anytime or any place and you thats any day, go!
[Hook]
["Memories" Outro]
Yea, you know who you are
This goes out to you
I'm gone
[THE WAIT]
And fuck whoever doubted swear I'm back again
Ain't drop a track in months so they like "Will he ever rap again?"
Shit, I've been on the lab all summer just laying tracks again
"Yea you say that dawg but I mean ain't really much happening"
Just me, this MacBook, and like a lot of instrumentals
And I'm never really focused so a lot of shit is fickled
Apologies in order to the people thats been civil
Swear this pressure is outstanding, feel like Malcolm in the middle
And I ain't even make it yet
Don't ever say you love her, dawg if you ain't seen her naked yet
Waited here too long so to the top is where I'm taking it
And you can come along if you find room it's barely vacant, bet
I shoot past these niggas that's in front of me
And yea you got some dope beats but none of your shits hungry
The top is where I'm gonna be
Wanted this shit back when I would run around in dungarees
And now since I could spit a couple flows they wanna fuck with me
Fuck it, shit. Yo, what ever gets message out
Soon as I drop a track yo, they wonder when the next shits out
Xing out niggas that gets in my way, I'm flexing now
Cause modest didn't get your attention like "I'm the best shit out!" did
The next kid, never come in second
Hopped on some Drake shit and niggas pay attention
Like I wasn't fucking ill as shit before
Check my whole discography, bitch, I put numbers on the board
Im gone!
