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Allyn Dailey - Melodies Y Memories Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hottest nigga grabbing the pen (Woah)
And I was on, now im at it again
Subtract the loss and then I added the win, the line between love and hate getting thin
Im fucked up, I asked bro for the bin (Gang,gang)
I asked my homie for the sauce so I can catch up
He must’ve heard that a nigga getting bread now he won’t let us
They don’t wanna let us in, cause niggas they can’t manage us
They try’na leave us stuck in the middle, they try’na sandwich us
Really that dude, they be feeling that too
Im gеtting AC’s from my bitches, yeah im really that cool
I tеll the bitches suck my dick, oh yeah im really that rude
And I be walking with the ruler like im really at school
Then brody hop inside your B.M
Then that’s really that mood, and then he off that
My team caked up yeah, I swear we all stack
Let’s hit the yams, eat good ‘til we all fat
Sipping henny under the sun until we all black

[Verse 2]
Drowning, Drowning
These niggas only do what you allow them
If it ain’t the squad, I ain’t around him
You think he your dawg, he always count you out
When that boy was down, them niggas clowned him
I just ran it up about a thousand miles
Paper got him smiling, he was frowning
Dripping like a mother fucking fountain
[Chorus]
Put my feelings in my melodies
And double cup it for my memories
Bro from the street, from the mud
If you ain’t rocking with the team, you a dub
Mike Amiri only time that he a lover
He moving dope now he think he the plug
He with the jets, them niggas thinking he a blood
Them pockets blue, them niggas thinking he the cuz

[Verse 3]
And if it ain’t a jail call or bae then I ignore that aye, and that’s all facts
Had to move smoove with the opps, I heard they all rats
I wanna be a king like my pops so nigga fall back
Its a lot if gang stars on my block and they all hat
Bro jack blood hound brim, where his dogs at?
Aye, what you call that bae? Where the mall at?
Red bottoms still on her feet and they all black
Hate the way she move in vans, hey uhaul that
Don’t compare me to them niggas, I know we all rap
Eleven or a nine in the hoodie, I know we all strapped
9/11 on my block call it a murder scene
I used a nine to shoot my shot, she kept on curving me
And now she all on my cock, I know she heard of me
And now she looking on my block, she wanna murder me
And now when I say “pull up” , she moving urgently
Girl I love your little body, why’d you get that surgery?
You don’t know how cute you are and it’s hurting me
And let me tell you right now, girl it’s a burglary
The way you first stole my heart and it’s disturbing me
And when they ask why we apart, I hope you tell ‘em that you left me to go sit in that park with that felon
See that love shit like a trap a nigga fell in and I know you really meant to
Let him beat it, instrumental
And it’s eating up my mental
Took his semen, missed your menstrual
And I really could’ve made you like my wife
Im mad you came into my life
Im tight I paid that overnight, in that telly
Spent a whole night in your belly
But guess what lil bitch I can let you go (Lil bitch!)
I finally could let you go (I finally could let you go)
Im really mad I let you go (Im really mad I let you go)
But I finally got to let you go
And I finally could let you go
[Chorus]
Put my feelings in my melodies
And double cup it for my memories
Bro from the street, from the mud
If you ain’t rocking with the team, you a dub
Mike Amiri only time that he a lover
He moving dope now he think he the plug
He with the jets, them niggas thinking he a blood
Them pockets blue, them niggas thinking he the cuz