@bizybee @RNGrecords Copyrights Owned by Yo Boy Cal YBC. Song 15. Memory Lane. Hook. (remember the time when you were left alone.) (Trying to Focus on your rhymes without a microphone.) (Back to your grind and you're writing down your rhymes.) (All of that was fine if you remember the time.) Verse 1. Just sitting on the porch smiling somebody came up freestyling. You don't know who the hell he is that nigga that must be wilding. Just saw him looking at a pad trying to cheat better put it up fast. Hit him with every bar you had chopped him up and you made him mad. Game over you win he lose even his girlfriend just went oooh. Over there trying to plot a next move come back if you want a round 2. You went hard like a snake with a rattle that's the end of the freestyle battle. Try to lie to everybody in town whole block saw you chop him down. Same thing on the block nothing changed got his girlfriend shaking that thang. On the block you're bringing the pain we're going straight down memory lane. Hook. (Remember the time when you were left alone.) Trying to focus on your rhymes without a microphone) (Back to your grind and you're writing down your rhymes.) (All of that was fine if you remember the time.) Verse 2. Everything he wrote he delete it nigga mad cause he just got beated. Trying to tell everybody you cheated nawll nigga you had got defeated. Pen in your hand keep writing smile on your face keep fighting. Blunt in your mouth keep lighting Nigga ran out of bars he's frighten. Round 2 came along play it cool hit him quick with the same ol groove. Nigga back with the same ol move. When he choke put a end to round 2. Okay here we go here we go now try to catch every bar that i wrote down. Taking everybody down with the scope now. Bodies on the ground must be a showdown. Same thing on the block nothing changed on the block you're bringing the pain. Got his girlfriend shaking that thang we're going straight down memory lane. Hook. (Remember the time when you were left alone.) (Trying to focus on your rhymes without a microphone.) (Back to your grind and you're writing down your rhymes.) (All of that was fine if you remember the time.) Final verse. Money came and you just got paid. He got money on the line no way!!!. Final round you gone hit him with the blaze Nigga want round 3 okay. Yealling out go first stand tall let him know that he couldn't rap at all. Got your eyes on the prize never fall but when he lose you gone take his broad. Bring up the last raps he had now this nigga fin to really be mad. Every bar you gone hit him with the blast head down walk away feeling sad. Let him know that he's playing with the boss. Throw the pen on the ground he lost. Everything in the industry cost trying to get to the top take off. Same thing on the block nothing changed girlfriend in the bed with the game. Lost everything even his shame you went straight down memory lane. Hook. (Remember the time when you were left alone.) (Trying to focus on your rhymes without a microphone.) (Back to your grind and you're writing down your rhymes.) (All of that was fine if you remember the time.) #Rap #Hiphop #Artist #yoboycal #BTS #Bamasouth #Memorylane #Roadto1kfans #Followme #Southsidemix #Hook #Bars #Fullaudio #Rapfame #RNGrecords #InAtYoDaVoiCe #Twistedtelevision #Skyblueent #multitv #Viral #Vevo #Like #View #Support #showlove #positiveenergy Subscribe for Free smash that like button. YBC. Before The Storm Lp. Memory Lane. The End.