Memories Intro by Young Solomon Lyrics

(Intro)
This sounds like, where someone would've put a voicemail or some shit in but I ain't got nobody sending me voicemails, so
We gotta do our own shit you know what I'm sayin?

(Hook)
Memories of the past
Hoping that I make it last
Hoping that I make it fast

(Verse)
I don't even know where I'm trying to go
Tryna love myself tryna learn to let this shit go
On my own
Always hit the cellular phone
Speaking from the megaphone
Louder when I'm in my zone
And I'm gone
I been searching high searching low
Looking for the cigarettes my weed my keys and then go
Id rather get away than have to unload
All of my feelings from my spirit and soul
Learn to hate what we know
I understand so I won't
Do these things that I talk about no
Reach my peak with arms around
No
How you do we haven't spoke
Woah
How you deal I'll never know
No
Never wanna take a photo
Blaming you I'm never sober
Few years ago I couldn't focus
(Hook)
Memories of the past
Hoping that I make it last
Hoping that I make it fast