Sittin down twisting up another swisher
Staking ya out for when you leave I go in and f*ck your sister
You prolly thinkin in your head that ain't right, but it's alright
Flying kites cause I need to talk to my homie tonight
Yo I be cold when I'm rockin beats tryna get off my feet
Cause I'm tired of ramen noodles no meat bein all that I eat
A young boy grew up to be a man that's still filled with rage
Adrenaline caged animosity released in waves
Disappointments left and right comin from his selfish ways
Point is let him make his own mistakes hellish actions he plays
Most don't agree with things he does he don't care that shits fine
Clouded by dark times in his own mind it gets better with time
Guess that's fine wine, a fine line
Cause when he cross the mother f*cker there's no telling what's going down
Lord forgive me for I know not what I do
Just a fox hole prayer for me to be free when I come back to
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Screaming free my homie not cause he's innocent It's cause I miss him
I reminisce the, Actin wild nights Whether under the streetlight or at the club we gone fight
Seeing teenage girls with they belly big from a seed
Prolly happened on the school bus everyone know which seat
Group of esses gettin off the bus heart check and you in
Homie show em how tough he is gettin cliqued in by his friends
Here we go again, hustlers bleedin up the block
It may never stop fiends want the rock playas want guap
There I am in the backyard with the homies rollin up
Bah bah, tryna guess what kind of slug
Ain't no news reel either people like what the f*ck
Prolly someone recordin on they phone instead of helpin em up
Wonder what the hell is goin on
Mama lookin at me cryin Talmbout where the hell we went wrong
Man where the hell we went wrong
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Where he get the tattoos from
Who taught him how to use a gun
When did he start using drugs
When did he start hangin with thugs
Where he get the tattoos from
Who taught him how to use a gun
When did he start using drugs
When did he start hangin with thugs
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
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Sittin down twisting up another swisher
Staking ya out for when you leave I go in and f*ck your sister
You prolly thinkin in your head that ain't right, but it's alright
Flying kites cause I need to talk to my homie tonight
Yo I be cold when I'm rockin beats tryna get off my feet
Cause I'm tired of ramen noodles no meat bein all that I eat
A young boy grew up to be a man that's still filled with rage
Adrenaline caged animosity released in waves
Disappointments left and right comin from his selfish ways
Point is let him make his own mistakes hellish actions he plays
Most don't agree with things he does he don't care that shits fine
Clouded by dark times in his own mind it gets better with time
Guess that's fine wine, a fine line
Cause when he cross the mother f*cker there's no telling what's going down
Lord forgive me for I know not what I do
Just a fox hole prayer for me to be free when I come back to
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Screaming free my homie not cause he's innocent It's cause I miss him
I reminisce the, Actin wild nights Whether under the streetlight or at the club we gone fight
Seeing teenage girls with they belly big from a seed
Prolly happened on the school bus everyone know which seat
Group of esses gettin off the bus heart check and you in
Homie show em how tough he is gettin cliqued in by his friends
Here we go again, hustlers bleedin up the block
It may never stop fiends want the rock playas want guap
There I am in the backyard with the homies rollin up
Bah bah, tryna guess what kind of slug
Ain't no news reel either people like what the f*ck
Prolly someone recordin on they phone instead of helpin em up
Wonder what the hell is goin on
Mama lookin at me cryin Talmbout where the hell we went wrong
Man where the hell we went wrong
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Where he get the tattoos from
Who taught him how to use a gun
When did he start using drugs
When did he start hangin with thugs
Where he get the tattoos from
Who taught him how to use a gun
When did he start using drugs
When did he start hangin with thugs
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Staking ya out for when you leave I go in and f*ck your sister
You prolly thinkin in your head that ain't right, but it's alright
Flying kites cause I need to talk to my homie tonight
Yo I be cold when I'm rockin beats tryna get off my feet
Cause I'm tired of ramen noodles no meat bein all that I eat
A young boy grew up to be a man that's still filled with rage
Adrenaline caged animosity released in waves
Disappointments left and right comin from his selfish ways
Point is let him make his own mistakes hellish actions he plays
Most don't agree with things he does he don't care that shits fine
Clouded by dark times in his own mind it gets better with time
Guess that's fine wine, a fine line
Cause when he cross the mother f*cker there's no telling what's going down
Lord forgive me for I know not what I do
Just a fox hole prayer for me to be free when I come back to
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Screaming free my homie not cause he's innocent It's cause I miss him
I reminisce the, Actin wild nights Whether under the streetlight or at the club we gone fight
Seeing teenage girls with they belly big from a seed
Prolly happened on the school bus everyone know which seat
Group of esses gettin off the bus heart check and you in
Homie show em how tough he is gettin cliqued in by his friends
Here we go again, hustlers bleedin up the block
It may never stop fiends want the rock playas want guap
There I am in the backyard with the homies rollin up
Bah bah, tryna guess what kind of slug
Ain't no news reel either people like what the f*ck
Prolly someone recordin on they phone instead of helpin em up
Wonder what the hell is goin on
Mama lookin at me cryin Talmbout where the hell we went wrong
Man where the hell we went wrong
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Where he get the tattoos from
Who taught him how to use a gun
When did he start using drugs
When did he start hangin with thugs
Where he get the tattoos from
Who taught him how to use a gun
When did he start using drugs
When did he start hangin with thugs
Bad memories remind me where I been
Bad memories
Bad memories remind me of the end
Bad memories
Bad memories so real it's not pretend
Bad memories
Bad memories I won't go back again
Bad memories
Writer: Colin Pickert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid