TGFM

I know we'll never be the same
Thank God for memories
Encase a nigga take me out the game
Thank God for memories
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Thank God for the times that we had B and Es only way to get a bag and stealing cars how the Fuck we never crashed in middle school they was going out sad and to the bitches who done left me in the past it's all love I ain't tripping over that so / thank God for memories I know a couple young niggas more steppers than a centipede my back stabbed by a broad I was 16 she started fucking on my dawg I couldn't believe I took my lick for what it was and I kept it G Just Encase I never make it pass 23/ it's all love to the ones who ain't getting out lotta respect for the ones not running they mouth I'm reminiscing how my own blood kick me out me and my sister only had each other in the drought ain't have no manners quick to run up in somebody house extorting niggas up in school till they kick me out I graduated Fuck the principal look at me now they laughed me I was down but who flexing now

I know we'll never be the same
Thank God for memories
Incase a nigga take me out the game
Thank God for memories
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Young nigga I ain't Eva really had much
Jhits days Mama saying pull yo pants up but nowadays they sag because the Glock heavy I told my nigga be alert and have ya shots ready
No surrender no retreat I rather go to heaven, i'd take a life and never tell a soul what done happened

I know we'll never be the same
Thank God for memories
Incase a nigga take me out the game
Thank God for memories