"Memories" lyrics

(Firemane)
They seem to forget all the things that I done
Memories, memories (One and Only)
Memories, memories (Mingo, ha-ha)
Memories, memories

I just made it all lost and then got it again
I look at myself like I been here before
Go up on my prices, go up on the bitches, go up on the score
Niggas be capping like they left the money at home but they cannot afford
I go and grab that banana clip whenever ape get bored
Hell are you waiting for?
Ain't no time to wait, hell are you waiting for?
The hell is you doing? The hell is you doing?
The world don't wait no more
Know you heaven-sent, but hell you waiting for?

I spent like twenty five racks on my little bitch upgrades
Yeah, I do what I want, but like every time that she go out, she giving me updates
I don't know but I think that I wanna tell that little bitch to go on a lunch date
Jean Paul Gaultier on my body, look like a mummy
You know that that is my baby, so Balenciaga that's fresh off the runway
I leave a text on her phone like, "little baby, make sure that you get on that one-way"
You different from these other girls, I can tell, dripping all in Watanabe
Like the molly with the swirl, we can go to molly world, outer body
Have the best time when we're vibing

They seem to forget all the things that I done
Memories, memories
Memories, memories
Memories, memories

I just hope that you remember me
All this time spent grinding for my family
How could he go and notice who trolling me
It must be the hocus-pocus that got over me
I make sure my diamonds focused and they belong to me
I got Potus in my pocket, I go presidential Rollie, like I'm federal, they on to me
I'm on a pedestal, I got so many young niggas look up to me
I'm on Adderall, only way I stay up is on amphetamine (firemane)
Yeah, yup, yeah, and I'm counting blue cheese
I'm getting a lot of this check in between, time
In between, I mean the meantime
Diamonds on me they blue and green
Yeah, winning like I'm Charlie Sheen
I woke up, I had a dream like my name was Luther King
Narrated by Morgan Freeman
I had to go and beat my demons
Now it's Gucci coats for my whole team
She ain't talking 'bout codeine
When she say get me Celine

They seem to forget all the things that I done
Memories, memories
Memories, memories
Memories, memories

I just made it all lost and then got it again
I look at myself like I been here before
Go up on my prices, go up on the bitches, go up on the score
Niggas be capping like they left the money at home but they cannot afford
I go and grab that banana clip whenever ape get bored
Hell are you waiting for?
Ain't no time to wait, hell are you waiting for?
The hell is you doing? The hell is you doing?
The world don't wait no more
Know you heaven-sent, but hell you waiting for?

They seem to forget all the things that I done
Memories, memories
Memories, memories
Memories, memories