Memoir. - Hollywood Blvd.

Nah I'm talm bout!
Nah I'm talm bout!
(Woah! woah! woah!)
Flex!
Flex!
Ballin so hard they gone gimme a tech, tech! (Technical foul, wow!)
Pussy boy keep ya emotions in check! (Pussy!)
Running laps around you niggas, you niggas upset! (Oh my God!)
Nothing more nothing less! (Shit!)
Flex!
Flex!
Ballin so hard they gone gimme a tech, tech! (Technical foul, wow!)
Pussy boy keep ya emotions in check! (Pussy!)
Running laps around you niggas, you niggas upset! (Oh my God!)
Nothing more nothing less! (Shit!)
Flex!
Yeah show stopper slick talker (Uh-huh)
Bread winner get commas
Need a milli like Dwayne Carter (Mula baby!)
Nuh play round ting not a long talker (Yuh)
Bape in the mail my newest offering
Neiman Marcus Burberry option (Fly guy woah)
Fucking it up, it ain't no stopping (Fly guy woah, yuh)
See I pop shit when it's needed eating dirt never was a problem
Type a nigga if I face problems
Send it to God!
Work a lil harder
Only dubs show up in the column
Blessed!
You livid upset!
Walk around, big up my chest!
Muscle up, nigga imma bouta !
Flex!
Flex!
Ballin so hard they gone gimme a tech, tech! (Technical foul, wow!)
Pussy boy keep ya emotions in check! (Pussy!)
Running laps around you niggas, you niggas upset! (Oh my God!)
Nothing more nothing less! (Shit!)
Flex!
Flex!
Ballin so hard they gone gimme a tech, tech! (Technical foul, wow!)
Pussy boy keep ya emotions in check! (Pussy!)
Running laps around you niggas, you niggas upset! (Oh my God!)
Nothing more nothing less! (Shit!)
Flex!
Yeah started low as the basements, caged in (Shit!)
Started thinking wouldn't make it, blame it (Woo!)
On conditions I was raised in (Woo!)
Seeing through lens scratchy, blurry, tainted, hate it (Yuh!)
First couldn't find my way
Passion, patience, had to learn to integrate
Now you stupid niggas know you ain't safe!
Bad lil bitch
Culo insane (Woo!)
Now we taking trips, hopping outta state
Flewed out dolled out getting paid (Racks!)
New route talm bout you race (Racks, racks!)
Blewed out mobbed outta the place (Mob!)
Take my pie the slice of the cake (Cake)
Real niggas, yeah they relate (Late)
Tell a hater fuck out my face I'm bouta
Flex!
Flex!
Ballin so hard they gone gimme a tech, tech! (Technical foul, wow!)
Pussy boy keep ya emotions in check! (Pussy!)
Running laps around you niggas, you niggas upset! (Oh my God!)
Nothing more nothing less! (Shit!)
Flex!
Flex!
Ballin so hard they gone gimme a tech, tech! (Technical foul, wow!)
Pussy boy keep ya emotions in check! (Pussy!)
Running laps around you niggas, you niggas upset! (Oh my God!)
Nothing more nothing less! (Shit!)
Flex!
You know sometimes you just gotta hop in here
Just pop ya shit you know?
Nigga Tony told me like 3-4 years ago
He's like "Bro you too modest"
I said "I can't help it I'm like a humble beast like Herbo ya dig me"
Yuh!
Got Nick Nash on the beat
Cash what up?
Vintage what up?
And I got Nik on the boards nigga
I'm Gods favorite nigga I feel like Sheck Wes in this shit (Bitch!)
How can I lose?
Mmm how can I lose?
Mhmm how can I lose?
Mmm how can I lose?
Mmm how can I lose?
Yuh
Don't play cause this shit really real
When it's real?
It's never gone be denied, you know I'm sayin?
It's always gone prevail
The fake can never succeed in nothing you heard? (That's real)
Nah I'm sayin?
Real niggas is back up (It's a lifestyle)
Like my- like my son Meek was like
The big dog Meek would say like
Real niggas is up!
Real niggas is back in style you heard?

Written by:
ASHWIN SRIDHAR, ISAIAH RAMON CASTRO, JORDAN JOSHUA SPENCE, NICHOLAS SINJIN THOMPSON

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