We said we'll never be, just a memory yea And even though it breaks my soul Still, I never let your heart go Runnin' way too fast, oh Chasing down that blue grass Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul And no, I never let your heart go
Aye, man, remember all nigga we had With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag We got it all with the crack Lookin' for the plug in the mall with the gat Nah, he neva loaned me a pad But he loaned me a ride, put it all in the bag I could ya just call me with that? Actin' like ya think ya gettin' all it back Still remember standin' all alone in the trap Waitin' on a play, lookin' for a way And then my big cou ppull up on me one day Got his homie Toomp to put some beats on tap And it been on since then Damn, I can't believe you been gone since then I really miss my nigga, Tremele I know you up there nigga
We said we'll never be, just a memory And even though it breaks my soul Still, I never let your heart go Runnin' way too fast, oh Chasing down that blue grass Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul And no, I neva let your heart go And no, I neva let your
Remember we was just sixteen Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings Now we numb like morphine, to the gunplay, everyday is a war scene But y'all were my nigga, no matter what I knew, could call up my nigga And any bullshit involvin' my nigga 30 rounds in my clip spray it all for my niggas You were just teenagers, prove it to the Gs in the hood we able Just to ball on these haters, do a movie screen major You and me, playa, why they have to give my nigga life? We gon' ball like a dog till we bring 'em back Really miss ya nigaa, ain't no mo'fuckin' lie Pimp Squad till we die, free my nigga cap
We said we'll never be, just a memory yea And even though it breaks my soul Still, I never let your heart go Runnin' way too fast, oh Chasing down that blue grass Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul And no, I never let your heart go And no, I never let your
I admitted I've seen back in the day how silly I seemd Sellin' cocaine wasn't really my dream Could get my family farther than anyone seen And if anyone seen where I made it today, prolly really one thing With 12 in the face, know he fittin' to run game Ain't gon' trick me into sayn anyone name Nope was just in the cell 'bout that For weeks, I was mad as hell 'bout that Police ain't shit, really wasn't my shit It was his and they knew I was a playa bout that Aye, for every time I'm strapped the 12 ride by ain't find my strap Judge would a hit a nigga heart bout that And nigga with some sense thankin' Got 'bout that
We said we'll never be, just a memory yea And even though it breaks my soul Still, I never let your heart go Runnin' way too fast, oh Chasing down that blue grass Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul And no, I never let your heart go
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Compositores: Christopher A Stewart (Tricky) (ASCAP), Clifford Joseph Harris (ASCAP), Terius Youngdell Nash (ASCAP)Editores: Deyjah's Daddy Muzik (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Allegro (ASCAP)Administração: Sony/ATV Allegro (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #17185572 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM