Gaz the Rapper - Memories lyrics

I'm just livin life Watch me throw this sh** in drive Listening to forest hills While I'm trying to catch a vibe I keep this sh** real Mirror image of my mind I don't have a lot of money but I think I'm doing fine If good things come in time I'm a count up all these seconds When I see my friends and family I sit and count my blessings And I don't know what you been told But I've been told that life is golden Act the way the way you wanna be treated Then we can all grow old and Reminisce on better days We're veterans of every day Bills and school and government I feel like all I do is pay My momma all she do is pray Hoping that I catch a break And never face a hater's blade Gatorade bath on the victory lap Watch me pull myself ahead cause I'm the pick of the pack And we sit back, relax Going over these tracks Heard this sh** come together like the notes of a Sax (Hook) I know that life is sh**ty bro But look at how these lights can make the city glow There are nights when I just sit at home And wonder where I'll ever go Uh Give me the beat, give me the ba** If I'm doing something wrong I hope you tell me to my face I'm taking my own angle even if they bend to break to me Know that y'all can never take me alive Cause that's just Blake I remember every moment from the summer to december Even when the skull and bones are gone I'll always be a member Fam and friends will pa** away, but I've got them forever Did you really waste your time if you tried at your endeavor? I work well under pressure Logical way of thinkin These women logging calories Like they were Abe Lincoln These times have got me thinkin My mind has got me drinkin I try to fluff up my LinkedIn I'm a rapper let that sink in I'ma try to make my own way Crunchin like a frito lay Skippin out on lunch I know it doesn't help but I'm ok Keep control through meditation Heavy dose of vegitation Got me sittin floatin Waitin on my first paycheck Every blow you know I take it And I'm on the road to probably make it Show stopper flow rocker Woah All these other rappers constipated She asked for love, was handed rubbers Livin in the land of lovers What else but the sky above us I'm waiting on the day When they don't have to try to love us It seems for every sacrifice I make I'm still grindin and I'm vibin just tryna find my fate Nights in the studio turn to full days We spit wisdom it wasn't in him to be the same Now why you think I'm rappin G? This masterpiece has to be Y'all been askin me for months when am I gonna let y'all have the beats Hopin that y'all ain't mad at me, still don't want the flattery though Been workin on the tape for a minute this sh** has to be dope If you judge a book by its cover My brother You'll probably never read it Long as you're breathin Till someone other Gets in the mood to go and heed it If you don't check the wound how could you know if you're still bleeding I distill feelings, its never been this clear to me before I stepped up to the plate, I swang, and now I want some more And now I want some more (Hook) I know that life is sh**ty bro But look at how these lights can make the city glow There are nights when I just sit at home And wonder where I'll ever go