Memory Lane (feat. Andre Nickatina)

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (on the game)

Let me take you down memory lane (memory lane)

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (where you take em)

Let me take you down memory lane

E40

From pushin bags of goop in the rain

Rockin up nostril dust

Me and my squad, my gang

Never been no powder puff

Used to blow that puffin stuff in the OAK

In a rental

Lucky's our safeway

For supplies and utensils

But that's in the past, im havin my cash, dropping on instrumentals

I wanted to be number one

Not number 2 like the pencil

If it wasn't for my pin, 'd be in the pen

You can't know where you going if you don't know where you've been

Always been low key ADD, I couldn't sit still I move fast

It was impossible for a nigga like me to sit on my fuckin ass

I had to get that cash

Make that money pile

Build up my brand (what else?)

And boost up my profile

Made it out the game

Smellin' like a rose

From the bottom to the top

But im steppin on people's toes

Blast off, higher than the moon

Been a hustler, since I came out the womb

(Biach!)

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (on the game)

Let me take you down memory lane (memory lane)

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (where you take em)

Let me take you down memory lane

(Andre Nickatina)

Man I take you way back, to tik toks and to jax and new Jackson who dat

Man got the goin on the cutty

And blowin up you beeper bitch, just to get my money

Then hit the state fair with about 6 or 7 buddies

You stay inside on task force Tuesdays,

So what you don't sell dope, don't make this april fools day

This is the town of bedrock and cook rocks and new gats and who dat

They got a lock on the crack sack

Then baby girl starts screamin, where the Macs at

As soon as they came out, the broke bitch steps back

The fat laces in Adidas was religion

And Las Vegas nights taught us all about sinnin'

I let the weed burn, had to let the wheels turn

Gotta live well, groomed straight to the orbit room

Nobody dare had job applications

Its three o'clock and gotta hit Nation's, memory lane

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (on the game)

Let me take you down memory lane (memory lane)

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (where you take em)

Let me take you down memory lane

E40

(Oooahh)

I had a grenada, Disha had a mustang, Beela had a caddy

We was young in the game

Street niggas, young and ambitious

Determined to win, from start to finish

It's the drought season, way too vicious

Call me on the under mayne, hollin' at bitches

Haters didn't like it but they had to respect it

They quit the first family and rap to get a gold Lexus

Talk hard cain, but you can call me slaughter cain

Sprinkle me mayne

Captain save a hoe

Andre Nickatina

Man I was in line with scar face, hit the bitch screen

And if the dope was back again, the people call it ice cream

You got paid off a pipe dream

And then first pair of Michael Jordan's, first hit the crime scene

You sat low when your team jack and waitin did

I forget to mention yo, they jack them for their gold Dayton's

Basketball we watch Gary Peyton

Its when drug dealers really throw dope, brotha no fakin

We wore rings like straight Jamaican's

And yo the rap game was just getting started, for the straight takin

I reminisce yeah, but no pain

Cuz in the fast lane, the slow lane, the whole thang is memory lane

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (on the game)

Let me take you down memory lane (memory lane)

Rolex on my left hand, they blowing up my beeper (beeper)

Fuck the middle man, we got the chill for cheaper (cheaper)

Ballin ass niggas got a choke hold on the game (where you take em)

Let me take you down memory lane (memory lane)

Oooahh