The end of the day feel like the end of the 10th round
Me and my nigga gone stroll and have a sitdown
After we hit the store for the loks
Soon as we open the door shit they already know what the deal is
And I'm broke she spot me on the 4 true nigga shit
You feelin this, mine been gone
Therefore my mind been gone but stay on at all times
Believe I'm alright, I'm sidewalk stepping like I'm from the Nola
But truly I'm from the haven, Lately we been crazy, loko
I f*ck with you if I seen you in the store bro
Momma kickin asses if she knew I was a no show to classes
But that's only from time to time
It should simple these days we used to single file the line
See through bullshit cause you can't see around the blinds
But airhead square head niggas gone read around signs
The walk gone stimulate yo mind Smokey
I was outside with the homies, smoking
Wood in hand another one rollin
Speaking life no small talk, this all walks
Them was times before the flow was consistent
Shit got deep sometimes nigga wasn't no flinchin
We bustin missions
Freeman the plan cop you a bev or something
Running gunnin, ducking and dodging, shucking and Jiving
You know where the spot is
We was like keys, phone, wallet, No thuggn just mobbin, but some of the ones flockin
Direct deposit, all in a day headed back to apartments, Niggas been on the a train stop it
Mempho - The Walk Lyrics
Mempho - The Walk Lyrics
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The end of the day feel like the end of the 10th round
Me and my nigga gone stroll and have a sitdown
After we hit the store for the loks
Soon as we open the door shit they already know what the deal is
And I'm broke she spot me on the 4 true nigga shit
You feelin this, mine been gone
Therefore my mind been gone but stay on at all times
Believe I'm alright, I'm sidewalk stepping like I'm from the Nola
But truly I'm from the haven, Lately we been crazy, loko
I f*ck with you if I seen you in the store bro
Momma kickin asses if she knew I was a no show to classes
But that's only from time to time
It should simple these days we used to single file the line
See through bullshit cause you can't see around the blinds
But airhead square head niggas gone read around signs
The walk gone stimulate yo mind Smokey
I was outside with the homies, smoking
Wood in hand another one rollin
Speaking life no small talk, this all walks
Them was times before the flow was consistent
Shit got deep sometimes nigga wasn't no flinchin
We bustin missions
Freeman the plan cop you a bev or something
Running gunnin, ducking and dodging, shucking and Jiving
You know where the spot is
We was like keys, phone, wallet, No thuggn just mobbin, but some of the ones flockin
Direct deposit, all in a day headed back to apartments, Niggas been on the a train stop it
Me and my nigga gone stroll and have a sitdown
After we hit the store for the loks
Soon as we open the door shit they already know what the deal is
And I'm broke she spot me on the 4 true nigga shit
You feelin this, mine been gone
Therefore my mind been gone but stay on at all times
Believe I'm alright, I'm sidewalk stepping like I'm from the Nola
But truly I'm from the haven, Lately we been crazy, loko
I f*ck with you if I seen you in the store bro
Momma kickin asses if she knew I was a no show to classes
But that's only from time to time
It should simple these days we used to single file the line
See through bullshit cause you can't see around the blinds
But airhead square head niggas gone read around signs
The walk gone stimulate yo mind Smokey
I was outside with the homies, smoking
Wood in hand another one rollin
Speaking life no small talk, this all walks
Them was times before the flow was consistent
Shit got deep sometimes nigga wasn't no flinchin
We bustin missions
Freeman the plan cop you a bev or something
Running gunnin, ducking and dodging, shucking and Jiving
You know where the spot is
We was like keys, phone, wallet, No thuggn just mobbin, but some of the ones flockin
Direct deposit, all in a day headed back to apartments, Niggas been on the a train stop it
Writer: Malachi Rosemond
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