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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
Bone Collector
Programming
Habib Defoundoux
Programming
Keisha Renee
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Milano
Composer
Habib Defoundoux
Composer
Onika Maraj
Lyrics
Georges Konan
Composer
Lyn Marshall
Composer
Colin York
Composer
Johnny Bristol
Composer
Jerry Butler
Composer
John Glover
Composer
James Dean
Composer
Anthony Moses Davis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bone Collector
Producer
Habib Defoundoux
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Bone Collector, the plug)
So sweet
Mm-hmm, I ain't going, I ain't here
I got a show tonight
But I ain't been feelin' right, all I see is blurry lines
Baby, would you tell 'em for me?
I can hear them yellin' for me
Tell them I'm inhaling (yeah, I'm inhaling funny)
Baby, now you gotta do it, keep drinkin' a lot of fluid
I'll be here to guide you through it (I'll be here to guide you through it)
And maybe I don't got it in me, maybe it's just time to end it
I'm sorry, may God forgive me? (Did God forgive me?)
So sad
So sad
So sad
So sad
A bunch of memories (memories)
A bunch of memories, baby (baby)
A bunch of memories
It's just the memories
Memories don't live like people do
They'll always 'member you
There's never been another you
You
I 'member when I was the girl that everybody doubted
When every label turned me down, and then they laughed about it
I 'member goin' home and writin' 50 more raps
Just 'cause I knew you really wanted me to fall back
I 'member one of my first crushes in the fifth grade
He got killed, stabbed in the neck with a switchblade (ooh)
I 'member when this girl in the hood thought she caught me slippin'
I got arrested, I assaulted with a deadly weapon
They say they hate Nicki
Mad 'cause they ain't Nicki
All of the colors in the world, you couldn't paint Nicki (ooh)
I never tried for that, these bitches die for that
I swear it, that's on my life, I'd never lie for that
Memories don't live like people do
They'll always 'member you
They do
They do, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Memories don't live like people do
They'll always 'member you
There's never been another you
You (memories)
I told Drake that he don't owe me nothin', never did
I prayed that Wayne always remembered that I never slid
Look at all the shit that y'all threw at me, and I never did
Greatest female rapper to ever live, and that's on my kid
I could've overdosed, could've been comatosed
Wait, hold on, Juice, I feel a baby kickin', holy smokes
I prayed for a son, my husband wanted one
If they ask about me, tell 'em I was one of one
Memories don't live like people do (don't live like people do)
They'll always remember you (they always remember you)
There's never been another you (there's never been another you)
Tell 'em I was one of one (you)
(So fast) memories
(So sad) don't live like people do
(So fast) no, no, no
(So sad) no, no, no, no, no
(So slow) yeah, yeah, yeah
(So sad) yeah, yeah, yeah
(So fast) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (so sad)
Ooh
Hey, yeah, yeah
So
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Memories
Writer(s): James Dean, William Bristol Johnny, Georges-olivier Konan, Carrington Derrick Gray, Vincent Shaw, Habib Defoundoux, Jerry Butler, Lynford Marshall, John M. Glover, Moses Davis, Sly Dunbar, Collin W. York, Onika Tanya Maraj
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