Cush Wallace - In Memory Of Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah

These girls tell me that I'm too sarcastic
And speak in condescending tones
So now I'm careful in hopes not to offend these h***
I know they've been drinking
I should call a cab or send them home
Instead they laying out like it's they second home
Oh well
I'm just high off life
Why the f*** would I wanna land
Now my Ex is probably mad
She got stuck with another man
If my problems get worse
I try my luck with another plan
Leave it all in God's hands
And give a f*** what y'all saying
Cuz too many people dying
And more people killing themselves
Michael Jack-wannabes
These n***** feeling themselves
Claiming they real
But they only as real as they sales
All I'm trying to say
Is can't they be real with themselves
Don't you agree
Cuz that sounds like the problem right
And that's that s*** that got me popping off, dynamite
Talk s*** behind your back
And in person, they ain't tryna fight
And start back up again
When you out they line of sight
But bet those same ones
See you doing good
All up in ya face now
Saying that they knew you would
Oh you knew I'd what?
Go and be the s***
F*** that s***
Man, go and eat a d***

If I see a pretty girl
I'm asking where she from
I ain't worried about ya past
Cuz baby we young
I'm not saying that we're perfect
Everybody has discrepancies
You don't miss the person
You just miss the memories
No matter where I've been
With you is where I'm about to be
No one could ever play you
Cuz all these n***** out ya league
No matter where you at
Girl you'll always remember me
If we don't miss each other
Then I know you miss the memories

"When I die, f*** it"
I wanna go to heaven
But until then
I'm a be fresh as hell
For that expensive degree
Your daughter started stripping
So they can throw this money
Like she's a wishing well
And oh they wish I'd fail
Cuz they hardly ever wished me well
Up in all of Dr. Sheridan's lectures just to fail
Attitude like f*** class
Cuz I always missed the bell
Telling b****** they the one
Just promise not to kiss and tell
Cuz I'm tryna f*** ol' girl
And skip the conversation
Been praying up for strength
But I ain't got time for patience
I'm playing, but really I'm just saying
Even though none of us family
I know y'all relating
So, shout out to the East
Who see my tweets
Right when they wake up
Shout out to the West
I never rest
It's like I stayed up
Cash's style is like a slam dunk
Mines a finger roll
We playing for the same team
And b****** wanna lay us
And they say I'm the s***
So this is back-pocket rap
Passport stamps legit
I'm tryna fly across the map
Find me in a Polo
Man, this ain't off the rack
And ain't my flow the purest
And all these n***** faucet's tap
And watch 'em bite the style
Like they from the beach
Bad b****** like my smile
Guess I'm something to see
I just spit nasty s***
Like I got gum disease
And I just wanna classy b****
With fashion sense that comes complete
So just spare me
Girl just spare me
Cuz if that isn't you
Then don't bother coming near me
I just want the title
Won't stop until I get it
All that s*** these n***** talking, I'm a dead it