Onemike - Memory Lane Lyrics

This for the lyricists, Dominican dime pieces and benjamins
Brown liquor sippers and heavy hitters as I reminisce
My innocence, lost at a younger age
Lookin up to gangs, in a place you had to tuck your chains
But remained
Sane, as a youngin into sneakers and honeys
But never... needed the money just the people that love me
I stop home, quick change of my clothes spray the cologne
Then out the door never know how the day would unfold
But as the sayin goes, I just go wit the flow
Till my mans blow up my phone with plans I told him for sure
So next I hit seven eleven
About 9:39
Bought ice, blunts & juice for mixing
Include the spearmint... gum
Oh plus the solo cups we usually pour the drinks in, and also use for sinkin
Last cup in beer pong, dap up and move on
Do it smooth as I choose who Ima bust the moves on
They sweat her with attention I show way less than them
Shorties are more impressed, when u ain't pressing them with that aggressiveness
Still a good impression was left, plus it effortless
Sometimes saying less illustrates your collectedness, with emphasis
Cool calm demeanor, never need to force
Fresh fade on payday & got the weekend off
See this the shit I love to speak about
Long drives with the speakers loud
Only turn me down when police around
Know what I'm bout
All that matters is them raps that please the crowd
And keep my people proud, peep the style
Nothing too bizarre, custom uniform
Boots from Europe on
To compliment the brown key pouch from Louis voiuton
Never too flashy, Clever smooth cats be...
Forever well mannered, from the gutter but still classy
The past will never change, it stay forever the same
Nasir Jones paved the way, respect for memory lane.
And that's word

Hip-Hip-Hip Hop music is...
Reminiscing
Memory lane is like
Reminiscing, rem... reminiscing
But not just thoughts, I'm really really really planning
Not just thoughts I'm really really really planning
But not just thoughts I'm really really really planning
I'm really really really planning

1 for the streets, 2 for living a better life
3 for any homie diceased or doing 10 to life
Where I grew, few took the scholarship rout
Liquor store on most corners ain't no college around
Some of my peoples used to traffic like a popular rout
They moved 2 steps ahead when the cops come around
Was taught to hustle for the bread boy not for the clout
Prepare to speak with the hands for not watchin ya mouth
That's what I'm talkin about, hustle hard without showin off
'Cause you ain't gotta say gotta say that you the man when they know you are
Back in basement jams when the party packed
Dancehall riddim was on point, we pass joints sippin cognac
It got the shorties mad 'cause they wanna dance
But once the
Fellas formed a cyph and start to rap, they know how long it last
Fam you don't gotta be a genius in math to see it's easy to add
A 60 of Hennessy plus a 3 and a half
Equals freedom and laughs
Freestyling while the speakers on blast
Sure enough
Cleverness, never no less is necessary when you spitten
Kickin wild freestyles to make them question if it's written
Delivery and floetry, who knew I'd grow to be
A verbal lyricist, with verses as sharp as a surgeons instruments
That good energy, backwoods Hennessy
And heavy beats every week brought us some wild memories
Forever free, still remain far from cocky
Kicking rhymes nonchalantly, it's hard to stop me
I'm... burning trees with the purple leaves
First I seen dreams within reach before I learned to speak
Certainly
My love for rap developed at the earliest age
The golden era live forever down my memory lane
Right

Hip-Hip-Hip Hop music is...
Reminiscing
Memory lane is like
Reminiscing, rem... reminiscing
But not just thoughts, I'm really really really planning
Not just thoughts I'm really really really planning
But not just thoughts I'm really really really planning
I'm really really really planning