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Memory
Hip-Hop/Rap
Memory est sorti le 9 mars 2024 par FmF_ENtertaiNmeNt dans le cadre de l'album FmF 4 LyFe - EP
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Date de sortie9 mars 2024
LabelFmF_ENtertaiNmeNt
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM81

Paroles

Gang Gang I'm on the same thing
Yeah, them guns go bang, bang
Now I see how I gotta play, I gotta keep my distance
In these trenches, gotta be careful who you trust
Yeah, **** iffy, they be callin' Trench
He outside, tryna get every penny
Last case I caught, 12 askin' bout guns
Yeah, I ain't listenin
They done gave him 30 years, they found out what he did in the city
I was never this loyal to you, so why the fuck you turn against me
Take him down like John F. Kennedy
Shots fire, you can catch like 50
Yeah, I'm locked up, 100s, they with me
I'm outside, I'm slidin', don't tap me
When he die, they dead, I'm filthy
Yeah, they turn him to a memory
Think of a way to survive in the streets
When you don't, you get popped like Perkys
How many times you can slide in a week
I'm with the slimes, they proud of me
Fuck you, ****, you doubted me
You don't think I know you want me to sleep
Gotta be steps ahead in the streets
I see red when I walk in the streets
Aim for the body and head ain't sleep
Heard you was fed, how the hell you free
They want you dead, get bonked, get free
I'm off them meds every day of the week
They took bro, yeah, it won't fair to me
Fuck 12 I hope they decease
How the hell you my brother
And I don't even know if I can call you my dawg
If you die today, he ain't gon' slap
So why you call him your dawg
It's funny that a **** don't even know
I know who made that call
It's hard to wait when you tryna ball
I cannot wait, yeah, I feel some love
What you know about high speeds in the car
What you know about being locked in bars
What you know about playing stupid and smiling a lot
Cause you know how you playing it off
Better stop playing that cannon off
Moves that may be paying off
They got him dead, he ran off
They got him dead, he ran off
Now I see how I gotta play, I gotta keep my distance
In these trenches, gotta be careful who you trust
Yeah, **** iffy, they be callin' Trench
He outside tryna get every penny
Last case I caught, 12 askin' bout guns
Yeah, I ain't listenin
They done gave him 30 years
They found out what he did in the city
I was never this loyal to you
So why the fuck you turnin' against me
Take him down like John F. Kennedy
Shots fired, you can catch like 50
Yeah, I'm locked up, a hundred stay with me
I'm outside, but slang don't tempt me
I'm outside, but slang don't tempt me
Written by: Kia Barnes
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