BOEF – Memories (English lyrics)

[Chorus]
Mama went crazy about that joint scent
AT in the morning at my front door
Memories, when I ride through North
Love the streets, but I prefer music
Mama went crazy about that joint scent
AT in the morning at my front door
Memories, when I ride through North
Love the streets, but I prefer music

[Verse 1]
No matter how much money i made, i couldn’t buy Smart
No, I was saving for that Land Rover
My life is a movie like Hangover
Just records on the wall, don’t need wallpaper
My father was never there. I needed that man
But that was before I jumped on instrumentals
We had struggles but my mother was an angel
Now we are goals just like goals in English
This is my job, I have to rap because they pay me
I am famous, but I had to sketch before I signed
I want to earn, but who will ensure me
I’m a machine, of course you can count on me
In the days when things go wrong
Fuck a player, be a bro keeper, hold your head
So many arrests, of course you hate the blue death
Type happiness on navigation, and then I start my car

[Chorus]
Mama went crazy about that joint scent
AT in the morning at my front door
Memories, when I ride through North
Love the streets, but I prefer music
Mama went crazy about that joint scent
AT in the morning at my front door
Memories, when I ride through North
Love the streets, but I prefer music

[Verse 2]
Still that star, without Merry
Does it go far, kick it heavy
Grab Clio, or on Caddy
Fuck the police, or your hoe
I smoke loud, don’t make a noise
Gold records, I am Ferry
Proud at my sessions, without rap I had to [?], Yes
Because I couldn’t live without money
Louis sometimes, but also Fendi
Everywhere a fan who asks for a selfie quickly, but I do not stress
I’m racing when you see me on the road
We want a surcharge
And hear hits, because I was in the booth
Steps I take make you think I was tired
I am very rich, I have to go to the Douglas more often
Just spray, but soon it will be a bloodbath
I didn’t even eat in the past, but my car now has a fridge
I had to steal clothes, that’s how it was then
[?] your room before I had fame

[Chorus]
Mama went crazy about that joint scent
AT in the morning at my front door
Memories, when I ride through North
Love the streets, but I prefer music
Mama went crazy about that joint scent
AT in the morning at my front door
Memories, when I ride through North
Love the streets, but I prefer music

BOEF – Memories (English lyrics)

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