They said that I was boring
Said they wouldn't remember me
The irony of This Will All Be a Memory
Dropped DreamUntil
And started Endless Victories
Cut out the ppl that was bringing toxic chemistry
Times change
People change that's just part of life
They killin niggas 'fo they read them they Miranda rights
Pocket watchers
Be cautious because they close to ya
The real serpents be the ones to have a smoke witcha
Po a drink witcha
Pop a pill witcha
They empty yo supply
And then they turn to ghosts to ya
Say they love you but that's only cuz you did a favor
You tell them no
Then you a stranger
They no longer claim ya
Learned to forgive but I'll never forget
Life's a gamble
Never dwell on opportunities missed
Some doors close in yo face
It just wasn't yo time
Just be prepared with yo plans when it's time for the grind
I'm tryna own land
You tryna own jays
Our goals different
You want hoes I'm tryna live paid
You say it don't matter
We both gon end up in a grave
But kids will never have to work a day or be a slave
Now I ain't talkin down upon you
Get ya shit together
I'm tryna rule the world
They tryna put us all against each other
Niggas trippin bussin
Homicides over different colors
Everybody catching aids cuz they don't wanna wear no rubbers
Niggas love the game until that karma come around
We dog hoes until our daughters out here gettin clowned
We trust our friends with our secrets but they f*ckin leaches
If you ever crossed me you forgiven, may you rest in pieces
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They said that I was boring
Said they wouldn't remember me
The irony of This Will All Be a Memory
Dropped DreamUntil
And started Endless Victories
Cut out the ppl that was bringing toxic chemistry
Times change
People change that's just part of life
They killin niggas 'fo they read them they Miranda rights
Pocket watchers
Be cautious because they close to ya
The real serpents be the ones to have a smoke witcha
Po a drink witcha
Pop a pill witcha
They empty yo supply
And then they turn to ghosts to ya
Say they love you but that's only cuz you did a favor
You tell them no
Then you a stranger
They no longer claim ya
Learned to forgive but I'll never forget
Life's a gamble
Never dwell on opportunities missed
Some doors close in yo face
It just wasn't yo time
Just be prepared with yo plans when it's time for the grind
I'm tryna own land
You tryna own jays
Our goals different
You want hoes I'm tryna live paid
You say it don't matter
We both gon end up in a grave
But kids will never have to work a day or be a slave
Now I ain't talkin down upon you
Get ya shit together
I'm tryna rule the world
They tryna put us all against each other
Niggas trippin bussin
Homicides over different colors
Everybody catching aids cuz they don't wanna wear no rubbers
Niggas love the game until that karma come around
We dog hoes until our daughters out here gettin clowned
We trust our friends with our secrets but they f*ckin leaches
If you ever crossed me you forgiven, may you rest in pieces
Said they wouldn't remember me
The irony of This Will All Be a Memory
Dropped DreamUntil
And started Endless Victories
Cut out the ppl that was bringing toxic chemistry
Times change
People change that's just part of life
They killin niggas 'fo they read them they Miranda rights
Pocket watchers
Be cautious because they close to ya
The real serpents be the ones to have a smoke witcha
Po a drink witcha
Pop a pill witcha
They empty yo supply
And then they turn to ghosts to ya
Say they love you but that's only cuz you did a favor
You tell them no
Then you a stranger
They no longer claim ya
Learned to forgive but I'll never forget
Life's a gamble
Never dwell on opportunities missed
Some doors close in yo face
It just wasn't yo time
Just be prepared with yo plans when it's time for the grind
I'm tryna own land
You tryna own jays
Our goals different
You want hoes I'm tryna live paid
You say it don't matter
We both gon end up in a grave
But kids will never have to work a day or be a slave
Now I ain't talkin down upon you
Get ya shit together
I'm tryna rule the world
They tryna put us all against each other
Niggas trippin bussin
Homicides over different colors
Everybody catching aids cuz they don't wanna wear no rubbers
Niggas love the game until that karma come around
We dog hoes until our daughters out here gettin clowned
We trust our friends with our secrets but they f*ckin leaches
If you ever crossed me you forgiven, may you rest in pieces
Writer: Earl Minard III
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