Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
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Memories,
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memories, memories
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Five million wasted on a drink
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I could've poured that shit down the sink
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With five million I could've
bought a bank
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With a couple other black entrepreneurs
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I could've did
more than you really think
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I really did spend that on a drink
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365 days since I was 20, nigga
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But we been sippin' on X's,
Whoopin' on bullets, nigga
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Lake Olympia Middle School,
Sprite duckin' tools
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That's right by the time niggas
Sprite, y 'all sound like fools
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Drank up in my cup, nigga
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Shut the fuck up, nigga
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Yeah, that's Big Mo, not Lil Wayne,
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and he told your ass that much, n***a
How many of you pussies and lost your brothers' up in these cups,
n***a?
Robbers takin' these paints
up out they hides, mashed up, n***a
Bullets rippin' through his flesh,
all in his thighs, he can't get up, n***a
The whole case is gone,
but the ice is still up in this cup,
n***a
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Now, is that refreshing?
really sipped this drink
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and had to count they blessings?
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I'm talkin' withdrawals in these feds,
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n****s tryin' to drink they stressors
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Not none of you pussy ass rappers
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out here drinkin' this shit for flexes
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Heh, nah, not none of you niggas
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Come buy some drink up my hood,
watch what we would've
done to you niggas
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We sold you niggas chits for years,
the dumb of you niggas
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You niggas ain't never loved my people,
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that's why we numb to you niggas
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But I was a dope fiend like y 'all,
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still one of you niggas
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I still one of you niggas
In your motherfuckin' jaw, bitch
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I'm from that old drank law,
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Drink a gallon with your pole shit
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Or as off a jug on the cooler
The whole house sipped
The whole house sipped
But I almost lost my whole
house sipped
Seasons with my daughter in my arms
My whole jaw ripped
Teeth dying, jaw clipped
Mouth like a vice grip
Going through these withdrawals
Almost see my whole life
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drip down a drain, nigga
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It's this serve that we sip in the cocaine,
nigga
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Nigga, this liquid hair run
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on sugar cane, nigga
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to ever hit his veins, nigga
Now tell me if I'm lying
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Y 'all ain't got the money
That's why nobody die
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But same time as a few people lives
From sippin' a couple lines
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But a 30 -year crack rock legend
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And don't make you Andre the Giant
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We all know some functioning headaches,
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friend I had to die, shit I had to try,
this shit off me, n***a
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All this pain that that done cost me, n***a
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All this change that it done lost me, n***a
fall off me, n***a
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A million dollars on cream sodas,
that shit bossy, n***a
Is them companies ever gon' call me,
n***a?
I dropped it you
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