Memories
All day and all night we hit up the town…
Driving around to the bass and the sound
Never had a worry never had fear
We had each other, nothing *****
No destination, we rode for fun
Traveling was our game from night till the morning sun
We made a friendship that will always last
All our memories will eventually become our past
Time will change who we once where
But our friendship will last to whom it may concern
We may take a different path
Ill never forget the days were all we could do was laugh
All the jokes on Jessica all pranks we pulled
Those are the thing I remember when I’m old
You know our life will be successful and good
Weather were in Las Vegas or even the hood..
Always remember that the little things count
The hand shake, the brotherhood aint nothing can amount
We have been through a lot,
From our fight to our Pamida spot..
We will always be thugs at heart
West coast From the start
Like the the bass and sound every song comes to a stop
Unlike our friendship it’ll last we will always make it to the top.
Copyright © Trevor Pitts | Year Posted 2010
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