MEMOIRE

[Intro]
I’ve been on this hero's journey
I've been moving through the mist
Plotting plans they be hit or miss
This
Is my memoir
Been at a stand
Still stagnant as fuck
Could I have not accomplished much
But be the man still?

[Hook]
I guess it all depends on perception
And how it’s seen
You could be the man but still haven’t
Attained your dream
I guess it all depends on perception
And how it’s seen
You could be the man but still haven’t
Attained your dream

[Verse 1]
(Ay!)
Shout out Meek Mill
I became a Dreamchaser
Shout out everybody came around
They made the dreams bigger
Shout out Happy Hour
Believe we made the scene flicker
Heard that rap was really dying?
We made that heartbeat nigga look
(Woah!)
I ain’t second class
You gon’ see me nigga!
Evolve to anything
Like an Eevee nigga!
All that doubt ain’t shit
You can’t be me nigga!
We really going in
You can see deez
(Huh!)
(Aye!)
Ok DonTeast
I don’t do this for the freebies (Wait!)
It’s Lauryn Hill
The way these niggas give me heebie-jeebies
The contradictions tend to make me wonder
Like I’m Stevie
The opposition tempur-pedic
So I’m getting sleepy
They bored and done and broke
Stealing all these mainstream flows
You would think the game dun turned to Sith
The way they choke
(Aye!)
Memoire ever growing
So I had to let ‘em know
Every song attempted murder
Cause it’s murder that we wrote

[Hook]
I guess it all depends on perception
And how it’s seen
You could be the man but still haven’t
Attained your dream
I guess it all depends on perception
And how it’s seen
You could be the man but still haven’t
Attained your dream

[Verse 2]
I guess it’s all perception
I’m fighting right through perspectives
I’m writing this for the lectures
Memoire is talking reckless
Them bars is looking breathless
That art is looking feckless
I’m pinning them to the fridge
Elementary is the message
I feel like the specter huh
I’m killing these niggas but no can stop me
You think I’m the villain but no one can box me
I’ll sit on the zenith so no one can top me
I’ll slow it down for the niggas who ain’t initiated
When this shit blow up so them niggas can still appreciate it
(Yuh)
Fuck all them niggas
I’ll switch back up
Cause when this shit end
They ain’t givin' a fuck
Yeah when this shit dead
I’ll keep it a buck
Y’all hated on niggas
That memories tucked
The spective is tucked
The rhythm is up
Not here for the bitches
Not here for the yuck
I’m here for the bag and I’m splitting it up
A milli to billy
Y’all feel silly
To sleep on it
Y’all creep on it
Don’t know what you sow reap it
So stay for the the show you can weep on it
Don’t play with the goat if you ain’t want it
Don’t play with the roast when the heat on it
Big shit I’m the goat I’m a feast on it
The shit ten toes leave my prints on it
That’s it I’m ghost I’m a leave on it

[Outro]
Ahaha

The fuck?!