Tay 600 - Worst Memory lyrics

(Intro) " I just be thinking like, these n***as can't be LA'd up man These n***as ain't LA'd up man, I just hate hearing that sh** Y'all wasn't on sh** when we was out here But me? I'm LA'd up for real" [Verse 1: Tay 600] I remember when them surgeons came out and said LA ain't make it , I swear I couldn't believe that sh** But I had to face it I went from with my bro f**ing hoes up in that basement To saying "Long live my brother" so I had to chase it After that night for some weeks I cried myself to sleep I'm traumatized , sh** was deep I never felt so weak I cannot lack up in these streets They wanna catch me sleep, wanna catch me sleep Got that call from G Gotti like "LA was hit" I'm like "Hell nah, can't be bro! not on a day like this" Checked my twitter, couple b**hes saying the same sh** Tweeted Durk im like "We gone, I'm bout to change whips" Then I picked up Durk, now we up in traffic (Skrrt) I was on alert, up at the hospital first Then I see his momma in the eyes, she looking hurt. I'm thinking like if he gone I'm putting one on a shirt We was just talking about getting on now they said he gone?! Now I'm out here on my own, M-Thang he ain't home. Everynight I got that chrome tryna send one home And my n***as with the stars right where he belong I went from doing sh** that's basic to going on vacations I got potential, I can make it so n***as they hated My momma told to be patient, so happy I waited! Another way my brother paved it, LA that's the nation! We used to sleep up in them vacants So blocks they was baking? We had them dreads just like Jamaicans So hoes we was Haitian (The whole time we just playing) Look at my little sister, swear I see my brother in her LA Capone! can't compare him to no other n***a, sometimes I cry to myself cause man I love u n***a Between you and M-Thang no one above u n***as. Took my right hand off the block when he was 17 So when I went and got that Glock b**h I had 17 I swear that if I had seen an opp that imma let it ring I had to get off that hot sh** and on to better things He disrespect and we making a scene We pullin up with them techs and them beams. They hopping out with them vests and machines Hollow tips hit em I bet he sing Stop all that bluffin, u ain't scaring a thing Shells hit his neck and come out his spleen I'm chasing a dream. I was born to go get it that's by any means I'm getting this green, all these fu n***as man can't get in between I'm doing big things since a youngin and I'm still a teen, I'm still a teen [Snippet of ZackTV1 interview ft Rondo and LA] " You heard I said in that new sh**, I say "If he can't break bread he fake, I had one more buck on my plate. It was me and bro we was in the store and both of us got 50 cent cakes"