Lyrics:
heads and now they regret They did it! To deep in the mix for love hip hop in memphis. The camera man might Fuck around and become a victim. Don't be
I'm surrounded by empty beer bottles
Cigarettes, overflowing ashtrays
Creditors callin', lying to stall'em
Nothing is going my way
Depression
I come from Memphis stuck off in the trenches, im dodging the shakers jumping over fences.
I sin on the daily praying for forgiveness, do dirt by
the king
She won't mind if I'm never famous
She'll stay up all night just to hear me sing
We may not ever have a mansion in Memphis
But she loves me like I'm
Yeah
Uh
Uh
Uh em uh
Welcome to Gotham city y'all still call it Memphis
Everybody masked up but which are the criminals
Cape crusader hardly any
hustle, young nigga stay down
I got a bad bitch, she on the way down
I'm from Memphis, she from the A-Town
I keep my pistol with me when I lay down, huh
County fair
We walk by they all stop and stare
Cuz she’s the candy apple queen
Miss Tennessee
If you think she’s pretty you outta see her
Hair pulled back
Louisiana
Highway 40 to Savannah
Memphis Blues in Tennessee
Catch a Red Eye in Jamaica
Vera-cruzin' Winnebega
We don't need no navigator
When we're floatin'
Broke the bank
Broke the bank, I took a flight I met the met plug in Houston, Texas
Coped a brick, now I'm in route & I been juggin snow in Memphis
matter what it cost if I want a nigga dead imma pull up walk chalk em
Creep on em all day have them boys go stalk em by the night time bet them boys gon
Doc Brown,
Got your back to the future,
These streets I ride by memory,
Don't need computers,
The only place up on this earth that I don't need an Uber,
fuck what they say
Dj Memphis fucking with me
Came with my fork spoon and plate
You should of learned by now
We screaming fuck emotion this whole tape
love
So I prayed for yesterday
To God above
Then she left Memphis
Without a trace
She took all my broken pieces
And put them right back
In their place
at the North Pole
Just surrounded by elves and reindeer
Baby, I think it's time I come down to Memphis
For some good old southern lovin'
Maybe some bacon,
drive by's, homicides and shooting up niggas cars
What's the point of being a street nigga kicking with the stars
Though the niggas that you really loved
of town we on Memphis shit
Nigga he gon' witness it
I wild a nigga with a 45
Nigga better run for their lives
Why people actin' so surprised?
They been
She'll stay up all night just to hear me sing
We may not ever have a mansion in Memphis
But she loves me like I'm Elvis
The owner never pay me what he
Well I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mother a goodbye note
By sundown I left Kingston with my guitar under my coat
Hitchhiked all
She did not want to drive
She did not want to fly
She did not want to wait
For a bus to come by
She did not want to hassle
She did not
options)
I got Nina, she gon' bang on some hot shit (on some hot shit)
I got Cola by the block on some thot shit (on some thot shit)
Mary Jane for
to murder a trick
You could be a friend or foe, kinda down or not
I'm rollin' with tha fool Crunchy and we got them Glocks
Backed up by the .45 and the .38
It's ya boy, David Banner
I'ma see if I can bring the gangsta walk back
Memphis, Mississipi, everybody from the South
Let's walk!
Gon' gangsta walk,
Club up Thugs.
{Manny Fresh}
Nigga like thiiiiiis.
{Baby}
Ridin on twenties.
Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do
Halfway to Memphis, drivin in the rain
Self confidence slippin, still runnin away
From the face in the mirror, the lines on the face
From NYC
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