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Melvoni

Memories

 

Memories

(Album: Memories - 2019)


Uh, uh, ah, ah, ah, ah, oo-ah
M-E-L-V-O-N-I
Hey, Melvoni, Melvoni

Let me tell y'all a story of a lil' nigga coming out from Flatbush
Young nigga from the trenches tryna make it
I'ma show you how that look, Melvoni that good
I am from the jungle, I ain't never had shit
So nigga fuck being humble, when the money come in
Thirteen, I was posted on the block with the older heads
'Cause I ain't really socialize with the other kids
Wanted to be a gangster, a scammer
Went to Pennsylvania, and touched a hammer
Mama told me read a book, but I rather
Stand up and pose with guns on camera
Wasn't a bad kid, but I wasn't average
Picked up a notebook and it was automatic
I never fucked with school
'Cause I don't like niggas telling me what to do
I put the pencil to my temple, and it gave me fuel
I'm not gon' lie, it kinda helped me in some certain ways
But, I kinda started going through certain phases
I started going different places
I starting seeing different faces
And something was wrong, what's going on?
Let me make it clear
I never feared no man
But I never really liked problems
I call up Retro and he gon' solve 'em
I call up my dawg, pull up in all black like it's Gotham
Lately, shit been getting realer
I seen niggas I grew up with turn to killers
Ducking from the jakes, 'cause them niggas tryna kill us
My worries sickening and I've been getting deeper
Man, this shit is so sad
Bitches I grew up with, tryna fuck me for a bag
It's a different ball game and we came a long way
From selling candy to selling weed in the hallway
What the hell is going on today?
But I can't lie, I cannot complain
'Cause I did some shit I'm not proud of, I'm afraid to say
I'm so sorry to this day
I was wrong
But now I'm on a roll
And I can never fall
They tryna stop my glow
Oh no, no, no, no, no

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