#LSM Lyrics

This is how we do

Every single day, YNG, we don't play

These are visions of my past

It's GuapThaGOD yes I'm Back Motha Fuckaz

You was my little spring memory that I used to have

I know you hear me now, so I felt it's time to come back

They hated on me now, they screaming out

Yo GuapThaGOD, we love you, we love you

You was my little spring memory

Cruisin' in the cherry three

Flyin' down the grand central, at a buck seventy

Known to smoke the good good, aroma smelling heavenly

You niggas don't want drama, cause I bring it to you heavily

I remember Drivin' coppin' dimes up on Evergreen

Now I'm here, countin' up the most green that I ever seen

Lost in my melody, music is my remedy

Niggas takin' shots and I ain't talkin' bout Hennessy

Others gettin' knocked because they talkin' too excessively

I'm a missing recipe, that hip-hop needed desperately

Nothing less than solid, you can see it in my Pedegree

Cut from a different cloth, and I don't mean embroidery

Came from a era where your crew was more than 40 deep

Either it's your triple fat goose, or you're gettin' laid to sleep

Started out as spring love, these are the things I think of

Used to move quarters on the block to get my chips up

Now I'm sellin' squares on the block to just to flip up

Too much to lose, so I can't afford a slip up

These are Sacrifices one accepts to make a quick buck

My friends close & enemies closer cause nigaz switch up

Didn't think I'd be makin' money off sharing thoughts

And through out struggles, a couple friends that I lost

Wishing that they was here as I look into the sky

Grateful just to make it another day I'm alive

I couldn't be somethin' I wasn't, never been for frontin'

Fell in love with music ever since I was a youngin

Vibed out to MJB & JAY Z

Nas, Illmatic, The Late Great B.I.G

Big Pun , CL, Smooth, Run, DMC

& Wu-Tang, Show Me, it was all about the cream

I can't forget the Fugees, GUNIT & Max B

And due to Rakim, I'm now a microphone fiend

Like Big Daddy Kane said, there ain't no half Steppin'

I learned from Slick Rick, from the art of storytelling

But OUTKAST Aquemini, had me committing homicides

Got vicious with a written, & spittin' heat like the summertime for my

Little spring memory, I know you can hear me now

For the record, I love you, I love you

You was my little spring memory, that I used to have

I know you hear me now, so I felt it's time to come back

They hated on me now, they screamin' out

Yo GuapThaGOD , we love you, we love you