Show Dem Camp - Memoirs lyrics

Sometimes you can’t even deal with the stress
I just get in the ride play my music
AC on blast and i just fade mehn
I swear just have to fade
This is life at a very fast pace
Moving like am cruising on the BRT lane
Remember when i told em i would rap
And they looked at me back
Like boy you are insane
How the hell do you plan to be a rap star
Mumsi worked hard so you could go that far
But nowadays they all cover faces
Some haters on the way tryna
Doubt call em latsma
I wanna live my life omo no stress
Drive past all these enemies of progress
Cause nowadays in Lagos it is deep
And chicks are quick to say you
Don’t you get no sex
I didn’t even know she was high class
These days it's getting difficult
To type cast
With shinny popping bottles in the clubs
And you still mesmerized by her
Pretty face and nice ass
So i tend to stay away from
The games that they play
I just get up and i fade
Said i tend to stay away from
The games that they play
I just get up and i fade
I remember tryna come up in this game with
A lot of thorns around the way
Cause if it's money and the
Fame then I’m game
You should count me getting i won't be late
And now we siting on top
And they looking at us
Like do i know you from somewhere
Nah cause really i don’t wanna know if
Am right or really show them
So stand back and take a
Picture while we posing
Is crazy when you think about it you know
I remember the early days like my
Early rap stage tryna come up
Its a whole lot of obstacles around
The corner around the way
From parents the uni the lectures
Everything jus against you
But you know what i just kept going
Well i remember tryna come up in
This game swerving through the lanes
On this gidi motoway i need another way
Am tired of going back and forth
If rap don’t work then
Push the button then am back to fraud
I remember skipping classes writing
Rhymes and making beats
Late submission of course work it's crazy B
And now am here straight lethal o weapon
Someone like that can flow diesel like xenon
So how come he ain’t got a record deal
When he freshest and they ain’t next
To fresh like Uncle Phil
You think i care what these punks feel
Acting like lil superman when
They live in Smallville
I smell beef whoo somebody cooking
Somebody wanna die but ain nobody shooting
Messing wit the Lucc oh boy
Thats what you shouldn’t do
You should invest in the bulletproofs
I remember tryna come up in this game with
A lot of thorns around the way
Cause money and the fame i won't be late
And now we siting on top
And they looking at us
Like do i know you from somewhere
Nah cause really i don’t wanna know if
Am right or really show them
So stand back and take a
Picture while we posing
You have a college degree
You mother sent you all the way
To jand to go to school
No she's a judge your father's a doctor
And you wanna be a rapper
Come on how you justify that
Se am an endangered species when
It comes to dropping rhymes
Ill mcees like me these days
Are so hard to find
Flows murder beats lyrically am homicide
Still pops kept telling me that i
Should get a 9 - 5
He wonders why i chose music as a way to eat
Am college educated this a waste of a degree
Theres so many other things that
This kid could be so one day i sat him down
And gave him a speech
Dad i know you want the
Best for your only son
You don’t wanna see me beg like a lonely bum
Yeah you taught me to yearn for
Bread and not for the crumbs
Still you will have to accept what becomes
You and mama didn’t raise no fool
I wouldn’t sit at the table
If there was no food
Plus i have faith that my
Record label would blow soon
Raps far from the only hustle that i pursue
Now that i’ve broken off a
Little piece of my mind
Hoping this revelation would help you
Sleep better at night
And though i got some haters
Praying for my demise
I'd still shine even if they tryna
Pull down the blinds it's word
Put in almost 10
000 hours almost at master level
Gotta make this happen dreams