letra de memories (could've been) - lil uzi vert
[intro]
(bugz on the beat)
and i was at this party and i was just all alone at the party and it felt weird cause i used to be with the gang
(hahaha, nick you’re stupid)
[verse 1]
no it’s not the same (no)
i don’t know if it’s you or i, it just changed (woah)
say these memories screwin’ up my whole brain
she could’ve been with a winner but chose a lame (lame)
she said maturity is something i need to pray for (for)
but i just pray that i stay exactly the same (same)
and i said, “i’m sorry”, yeah
yeah, i said, “i’m sorry”
i told that girl not to call me (me), since the day that you left i’ve been salty
her new n-gga don’t got more drip than lil uzi vert ’cause lil uzi vert too saucy
you always wanna argue when you on the phone, so i think i’m done calling
and i don’t have those patience, so i’m done with with the stalling
i’ve been doing this for a while at the top, yeah, i’m super lofty
[chorus]
ayy, yeah, it’s not the same (not the same)
ayy, nothing in my life, it’s not the same (not the same)
i don’t know if it’s just you or me to blame (to blame)
yeah, i ain’t even with my whole same gang (woah, woah)
d-mn, i ain’t even with my whole same crew (woah, woah)
d-mn, all my money, still, that sh-t is blue (yeah, yeah)
d-mn, i ain’t really got a lot to prove (not at all)
d-mn, but i got a whole lot to lose (woah, woah, woah)
not you (yeah)
[verse 2]
ayy, woah, everything i do that’s true
d-mn, woah, everything i do that’s true
d-mn, ayy, i got b-tches on me, no b-tches on you
ayy, i pulled up right with some sh-t that you ain’t never seen, that sh-t not new
im a whole different n-gga when it come to the guap, yeah
got a bad b-tch and wanna give me top in the brand new drop, ayy (drop, drop)
man this cars is so fast, i ain’t tryna stop just at no lights, d-mn
i can tell she don’t like me, just guap, and i said, “god d-mn”
i can tell that sh-t ’cause i’m a real n-gga that’s [?]
and i said i’ve been a real n-gga since all the pots and pans
and i got too much money in my left and right hand
yeah, these n-ggas mad, i had to cut off my motherf-ckin’ right hand
[chorus]
ayy, yeah
it’s not the same
ayy, nothing in my life, it’s not the same
i don’t know if it’s just you or me to blame (me to blame)
yeah, i ain’t even with my whole same gang (gang, gang)
d-mn, i ain’t even with my whole same crew (whole same crew)
d-mn, all my money still that sh-t is blue (sh-t is blue)
d-mn, i ain’t really got alot to prove (lot to prove)
d-mn, but i got a whole lot to lose (let’s go, let’s go)
not you
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