Текст песни Memory Lane - Austin Steele

Maybe I'm in the past
I thought the party would always last
Drinking when I'm alone
No ones picking up the phone
But I love the days of yesteryear
I told my dad not to fear
Cause I'm just living my life
I know things will be Alright

Yeah, things will be alright
As I rock a shirt white that looks off white
Listening to Fox News or the alt-right
Talk about how my people should not fight
Maybe that pandering
But am I speaking the truth or am I rambling
I think I've become so drunk that I can't stand
A fan of the pain or just a Stan
Food for thought
Move your body girl how you was taught
Be my rock don't be my clutch
Because when I fall I have to get up
Cool story bro
Almost as cool as when I got a hoe
Or almost as cool as when we became a group
I just wish at 16 I would of knew
Realtalk
House of lit we do that real walk
Shout out my niggas, I know y'all understand
Take a trip down memory lane it will be grand