Memory Lane
Mixed and Produced by Ace Green

(Verse 1)

If you were here
I’d arrive a little faster
Going for a ride on the wave of
The past to put all these thoughts behind me

I wanna get right
The times just felt bright
I would give my life to get there right away
And forget the struggles

I’ll worry later
So let me go, I wanna go, let me go

(Chorus)
In times of misery
I walk down memory lane
The way we’d sneak away
While your parents slept 
and mom's out late

I will wait, by the red door
Where we first held hands 
and I choked a little

then you pulled in a little tighter
and my teenage stress disappeared a little

to the left, to the right
is the coast clear?

Up you go up to your bedroom
I will text you when I'm back home

Good night, see you in a little

(Verse 2)

It just felt right
No clouds in sight
Whenever I’d arrive
(We’d dig our way out)

I wanna dig my way out
From this place, I want you to
Come ride with me

(cuz i know
That you love me
and your eyes say 
that you'll ride with me)

I wanna get outta here
And you oughta come
Can you ride with me?

(I’ll worry later)
So let me go, I wanna go, let me go 

(Chorus)

Memory Lane

Lyrics;

It's funny,
How these things happen so fast,
I'm falling,
Hoping that this time it lasts,
Heard that you might feel the same,
Always mentioning my name,
So what's up, where are you,
Cause I'm not into playing games

Don't make the same mistake twice,
So let me give some advice,
Love me good, and I'll love you forever,
Just gotta make a move,
Promise I won't refuse,
But if you wanna take it slow that's even better

One step at a time,
I'm sure that I'll find,
That perfect guy who drives me crazy,
Could you be the one,
Do we fall in love,
Cause I been thinkin about you lately,

Thinkin about me and you,
Doin things that lovers do,
But I need to slow it down, slow it down, slow it down,
This might just be a crush,
I'm not trying to rush,
So let me just take things one step at a time

I know you wanna go one step,
And girl I'm trying my best,
And I'm tryna let things just play out,
But girl I'm in my head,
I really do love you,
And I mean that from my chest,
And I don't want nothing else,
I will not settle for less,
You wanna go slow, I don't know where to go,
I'm feeling scared, I wanna make sure that we're,
Locked in, a love like this, ain't often, slowing it down,
Might stop it, I don't know,
I don't wanna stop talking,

One step at a time,
I'm sure that I'll find,
That perfect guy who drives me crazy,
Could you be the one,
Do we fall in love,
Cause I been thinkin about you lately,

Thinkin about me and you,
Doin things that lovers do,
But I need to slow it down, slow it down, slow it down,
This might just be a crush,
I'm not trying to rush,
So let me just take things one step at a time

One step at a time.

One Step At A Time Ft. Mr. Lite

I need to find my missin' rib, 
I need a faithful woman who knows who Jesus is. 
She don't have to be perfect, just holy. 
A kind soul that angers slowly. 
With a heart that cleans my skin. 
And, Lord, let her take me as I am, 
This out of order kind of man. 
But with a soul of bliss within. 

I'll send this prayer down the riverstream. 
And You return her on back to me 

Send me an angel, straight out of paradise, 
Make her a sight for sore eyes and bless em. 
Make the beauty of her gaze fee justl like fallin in love in Heaven
Make our love strong, and real, and light, but heavy. 
Tell that little blessin' I'm ready.
You gave me all the pain that I thought I couldn't handle, 
So send me an angel.

Send me an angel. 
Send me the world above my stars, 
Show me a song I can sing to her, words I can say that'll mend her broken heart. 
Lord, I ain't perfect, make me a better man, God, she deserves it.
I wanna heal all the places that she's hurtin'.
Release them all, Father, all of her burdens

I'll send this prayer down the riverstream. 
And You return her on back to me 

Send me an angel, straight out of paradise, 
Make her a sight for sore eyes and bless em. 
Make the beauty of her gaze feel just like fallin in love in Heaven
Make our love strong, and real, and light, but heavy. 
Tell that little blessin' I'm ready.
You gave me all the pain that I thought I couldn't handle, 
So send me an angel.

Send me an angel, straight out of paradise, 
Make her a sight for sore eyes and bless em. 
Make the beauty of her gaze feel just like fallin in love in Heaven
Make our love strong, and real, and light, but heavy. 
Tell that little blessin' I'm ready.
You gave me all the pain that I thought I couldn't handle, 
So send me an angel.

Send me an angel, send me an angel, send me the world above my stars. 

Send me an angel, send me an angel.

Send Me An Angel

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whats up? - Mr. Lite, MannyIAM, JC, Tragic

LOVE FROM PORTOFINO (feat. Keshi) - Gunner

LOVE FROM PORTOFINO (feat. Keshi)

I’m feelin kinda lost, going out my mind.
Been doin this for 3 years, I did my time. 
Now everyone pretend like they know me like 
I ain't sittin’ on a milly, but all I show you hoes is dimes.
I’m tired of the bull, tired of these bitches playin’ with me. 
Say you love my songs, but yall ain’t really tryna sing em with me
Everytime I drop some shit, some bitches got some shit to say.
But I ain’t worried bout it, all I say is fuck em, walk away. 
Everyday, playin' face, but underneath it's all the same. 
Copy, paste, beg me for a feature, then they drop my name. 
Got me in your sights now, baby, take a shot, so I can put you in the spotlight, baby. 
This shit give me an appetite, baby. 
I get hungry, connect to it like satellite, baby. 
I'm a junkie, I'm jonesin' for this music life shit, 
It's like a needle to my veins, how it got me vice gripped. 
Like this.
But lately, all it's doin' is makin' me lifeless. 
Be lookin' back like damn, man. 
"What we doin, what's the plan, man?"
Just spark the spliff and hit the clouds, don't give a fuck where we gone land, man.
Ignore em,
Ignore the pussy ass hoes who say we gettin' boring. 
Cuz we been doin' this before 'em.
And I ain't here for back and forth, 
But if it really hit the fan, some of you bitches would come knockin' at the door.

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

Too busy drinkin',  thinkin' bout the time that I been wastin'
I'm wasted, 
And bout to take the pen up off the paper.
I'm tired of singin' 
Tired of writin' songs, 
Tired of givin my all to these artists for them to do me wrong. 
Tired of claimin' brothers and sisters who ain't really rockin' with ya. 
That take a chance and they diss you when folks get them alone.
And then they front and act like they didn’t, 
Say that I’m actin different, 
I  call em out for the shit then they start lookin shocked.
But it’s alright, I already did it, I done made my mark. 
I made it to the top, I'm on my pedestal now,
I might be gone for a while, 
But I look back with a smile, 
Cuz Im the king of this shit don’t need no ring 
Cuz I cling to the crown

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

This shit used to get me high off of nothin'.
Inhale it like a cigarette, I'm fiendin' for the buzz. 
I'm buggin'
Now I don't know who I can put my trust in, 
 Keep showin' me them true colors, bitch, 
And I'll keep movin' and adjustin'. 
Breakin' news, just in: 
You  bitches always got some shit to say and it's disgustin'
Y'all keep me in discussions. 
Beatin' on your brain so much, you hoes got a concussion. 
But it's alright it's just the reporcussions, 
So y'all can keep discussin'

(Chorus) 
I don't wanna hide what's on my mind. 
But I don't know the way to say it, 
So I put my pencil to the paper, these days.

These Days - Bobby Brantley

Motion - FT. Alayna

King of Kings

Nobody Else - ft. StacyCox

That shit was trash, 
And you just proved to me that you can’t rap
Without a writer in the back, 
Or champagne papi on the track.
And it’s a fact,
Both yall disses ass. 
That UK pussy on that diss be glazing me like brass.
He on my dick like 
Bobby, you’re my favorite, I have a question I must ask. 
He said, “I  need you on a song.”
Like boy,  dickriding is your task.
You said we be acting fake?
You must be looking pass that little convo that wehad in the past. 
When Vio called yall out on Twitter, 
Had yall all aghast.
Looking shocked
All the sudden, stories switchin', everything was just a mock. 
Yall be cappin’
You was right there and you had your jaw locked.
Pussy like to talk
Tuff, crying in them streets, call your ass a WAP.
And first of all, you needs to stop
Need to learn how to not run before you walk.
Like your mouth, need to learn to keep it shut. 
Worried bout my girl and what she suck. 
When the last time you saw Henny you said you would suck the soul out the last man she fucked.


And I'll do it, 
I’ll do it, 
Drop another track up on some pussies, I’ll do it.
He said he ain’t never heard a singer on a diss he just mad that he can’t rap and can’t do this.
But I’ll, I’ll do it.

And I'll do it, 
I’ll do it, 
Drop another track up on some pussies, I’ll do it.
He said he ain’t never heard a singer on a track, well sit the fuck back. 
Cuz I’ll, I’ll do it. 

I ain't no activist, 
I hate some bitches too
Especially bitches built like you. 
They run they mouth, but they don't shoot. 
Pre-writin' disses cuz your pussy ass is too afraid to lose. 
Talkin bout it took 15 minutes, boy, ain't that the truth. 
We can tell, baby, 
Bringin' up Great Ocean, we done been said our farewell, baby. 
 Mad cuz we succeeded, while you watched from a hotel, baby. 
Yeah, you tried.
Them other pussies upset cuz they shitty applications got denied. 
And about  "These Days" 
Damn right, it was bout them hoes. 
It was bout you too
And boy, you bold. 
Talkin bout love lifes when you whole 
Cheated on nyri
Preachin' on loyalty yo ass can't even uphold. 
You ain't no threat, man, you a hoe. 
You my son, bitch and you know.

And I'll do it, 
I’ll do it, 
Drop another track up on some pussies, I’ll do it.
He said he ain’t never heard a singer on a diss he just mad that he can’t rap and can’t do this.
But I’ll, I’ll do it.

And I'll do it, 
I’ll do it, 
Drop another track up on some pussies, I’ll do it.
He said he ain’t never heard a singer on a track, well sit the fuck back. 
Cuz I’ll, I’ll do it.

I'll Do It - Bobby Brantley

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