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b3ric – it’s okay to cry (memory lane) كلمات اغاني

i find myself reminiscing’ on my younger youth
i don’t care what happened sh_t was cooler and that’s truth
hanging out while the sunset full of imagination
now it’s all depressing we want no time wastin’
we know too much just want a hoe to twerk
where did all the fun go now its all just work
no worries no pressure no responsibilities
but now i got to write and show my, abilities
going down memory lane thinking of when it was brighter
but now i have to survive in the game as a, fighter
going back in my mind seeing something in my eyes
a memory that feels like a week ago but that is sadly lies
feel like the deja vu was only just yesterday
when i’m out getting riches and b_tches without pay
while others are getting depressed crying on cocaine
left dead like a driveby that made me decease on memory lane

going back down(down) memory lane
taking a trip down(down) memory lane
coming out from the underground (4x)

its alright you can look back and cry
looking back at all of the fun times
remenison on times when it was all easier
but all those moments have made you yourself
remember to not live in the past but embrace it
ya feel me?
can’t take all this pressure and da pain
just wanna drop out to be happy again
it’s just a waste of time with rap on my mind
i’m an mc but i feel mt, i needa remind_
myself i am here because the love and h_ll
i got a message that i am trying to say an’ tell
i don’t and i can’t cry even tho its okay
just hope god is listening, that’s when i get my pay
when i am out paving my way on the pavemen’
i hit the sh_t, then screamin’ bout where my f_cks went
but that don’t mean i don’t work to give
i am still out all times, with my life ready to live
at only 16/17 but i feel my mind is older
things get for real an’ there’s a new story to be told
and the one to tell is the one that is fearless
but i am alive and that don’t mean i be tearless
i_ don’t escape through no vape but i’ll smoke ya ass
once we get a glimpse of you wimps your now past (gun blast)
time to run from the cops and i’ve been fast in my class
its fine, all of this sh_t never phase me
down the block, suck my c_ck, b_tch amaze me
come on, don’t be trying to ask why
i’ve been living life good and it’s okay to cry

going back down(down) memory lane
taking a trip down(down) memory lane
coming out from the underground (4x)
its alright you can look back and cry
but staying in your room and crying isn’t gonna help
you ain’t got enough time in ya day_ f_ck it life
to sit around sobbing because sh_t didn’t go your way
life ain’t fair m_th_f_cka and it will never be

i ain’t got a license for any sort of summer season
ridahs don’t drive that’s why they called riders for a reason
i get around place to place with a friend to three
gotta have another’s back or on the streets i’ll be
laying down dead when i’m just tryna hustle
cussin’ in my last breath but i won’t be one for fussin’
letting the lord guide me across all my directions
stressin’ on the price they put on my brain i’m guessing
probably paranoid, the problems are from the people
they try and want me to die and leave to another h_ll
but actu_ell_y i am one real to be hard to k!ll
i’m chill but f_ck with me and get a cap peeled
you just need to understand how i play the game foh
but i ain’t crying, man just trying to get up in a hoe
all in her vehicle because i ain’t wastin time drivin
livin’ everything up, how you want me to dive in?
oh you don’t like your dad from beatins’ so you weep
but that’s alright i’ll give a good time in ya jeep
even if i come by creepin around ya real slow
i was born in 0_5 it’s alright your 0_4
so when ya leave and we done it don’t matter
it ain’t about me and i’ll find someone less flatter
so i don’t care it won’t affect me in a couple years
that is why my eyes are empty when it comes to tears
going back down(down) memory lane
taking a trip down(down) memory lane
coming out from the underground (4x)

- b3ric

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