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Memories
Hip-Hop/Rap
Memories was released on March 26, 2024 by THUGZ RELIGION ENT as a part of the album Voice of the Killaz
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Release DateMarch 26, 2024
LabelTHUGZ RELIGION ENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quail Glock
Quail Glock
Songwriter

Lyrics

It's memories, it's all I got in this shit
I like when I'm at my best when I'm under pressure
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life
Jumped off the poach a real **** hustlin' tryna survive
Shit I was raised in the ghetto, this the place I reside
Lost emotions when I see my closest **** in that ditch
Try to kill the **** who get it but they snitch like a bitch
Cold world I'm still thuggin', **** pushin' in the rain
Through my life some **** changed, **** went against the grain
I remain this real ****, all my life was full of pain
I'm from the streets where **** kill and throw they glocks in the drain
Shit as I sit and recollect, I'm a product of my conditions
Headshots leave all my enemies in critical condition
Judge can suck a **** dick, every time I was convicted
Eight years locked in a cell or living hell or reminiscing
**** missin' my life, **** I know the streets mean me
Put my cell phone ****, made sure all these **** see me
Stay true to the streets, that's why these **** wanna kill me
Put that iron on bitch ****, now these **** gotta feel me
Every day I wake ****, my twin glocks, I'm a dresser
**** it's on for real ****, that I lost to them stretchers
Still holdin' it down, if **** play then I'ma rise
Squeeze hollows in **** chest, that's tryna see to my demise
Look in the eyes of a killer, that's against all odds
I dream of millions on the rise, but all that shit a mirage
I swear to God there's blood runnin' through my veins, it's cold
My little brother died, my thoughts was how to fuck
And I move on, I'm a soldier, I just kept pushin' to stay strong
You never know the real value of somethin' until it's gone
Fuck friends, **** ain't gon' tell you how they really feel
The same **** that you love gon' be the ones you gotta kill
On the real, my mama told me ****, patience is a virtue
Only time will tell, rushin' that shit'll always hurt you
Only person really love you, is the one that had to birth you
Keep your friends at a distance and your enemies stay close to you
Cause Lord knows the day them choppers lay me on a stretcher
D.O.A. on the scene, a weapon's life that's full of pressure
Lord, don't want my family at the scene when it's drastic
When I'm stuffed in the ambulance, dead or waitin' on the casket
There's the life I'm still thuggin', and these streets tryna make it
****, death around the corner, I'm just hopin' I don't make it
****, I've been the most hated, shit, well fuck these **** feelin
Street frame bring jealousy, stacks of money bring killin
My name was written in stone, now I'm engraved in the streets
****, I'm silent, to the day a **** dead and deceased
Baptized in dirty water, streets made me a beast
Devils dance around my shoulders, so I kill when it's beef
**** betrayed me, pray for them, cause they walkin' with death
Them **** crossed it, so fuck em', guess I'm the realest **** left
I stay strapped, cause Lord knows you tryna stop my breath
Flirted with death a few times, I'm still livin', I'm blessed
Can you feel it now
Oh Lord, I'm still drivin' on the streets
I'm still drivin' on the streets
I'm still drivin' on the streets
Written by: Quail Glock
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