Marcus the Messiah - Memories Lyrics

Damn that red brick building
Remember it was so small I could each up and touch the f*cking ceiling
Now I blend in with these white folks here like a f*cking chameleon
Putting out music and I ain't made shit from it hoping one day ill make a million yuh
Yuhhh but not I feel like a zillion bucks

And give zero f*cks
Niggas talk to me with insufficient funds
You know this ain't no mother f*cking charity
Apparently
Niggas feel obligated when they ain't even put shit in
But a young nigga put like 10 rapping since I was a kid
They like who that jit I only want the f*cking mulah
Bitch I gotta scratch you niggas off my list
Like my list got a f*cking itch
I don't even wanna f*ck that bitch
I ride for the niggas that I know before I hit 6 or family in general
I hope they know that shit
Flow cold like Alaska
Life is a bastard
Just know I ain't yo typical rapper
Need to vent so I'm Telling the pastor about sins I commit
Then I never went to church again
Purpose is
You niggas steady hating on some worthless shit
But back then they thought I was just a worthless jit
Damn

Damn that red brick building
Remember it was so small I could reach up and touch the f*cking ceiling
Now I blend in with white folks round here like a f*cking chameleon
Putting out music and I ain't made shit from it hoping one day i could make a million yuh
Yuhhh but not I feel like a zillion bucks

I only wanted me and you but me and you f*cked up the revenue
I told her that I only want the double u's
Stumbling along and all these problems came out of the blue
Give me bout a day and I could prolly have another you
A better you
Better you leave me alone stop calling my phone
I think I'm better off alone on my my own tho
Fighting my demons I'm a dragon like a kamono
She be fighting me but I know that she want the bone tho
Smoking that good it got me moving so slow
And she hop on my wood like a skater I throw bows at all of these niggas
That be hating on my flow
But they can't even f*ck with me cause nigga I'm ice cold

Get frost bite f*cking with me
Don't even remember what happened last night
Ass wipe ass nigga
He going down for some charges better write that nigga
And when he get out that nigga going right back nigga damn

Damn that red brick building
Remember it was so small I could reach up and touch the f*cking ceiling
Now I blend in with white folks round here like a f*cking chameleon
Putting out music and I ain't made shit from it hoping one day i could make a million yuh
Yuhhh but not I feel like a zillion bucks