Lyrics Young Scooter

Young Scooter

In Loving Memory

[Hook:]

In loving memory

Long live OGD

In loving memory

Long live OGD

In loving memory

In loving memory

Long live OGD

In loving memory

[Verse 1:]

They killed my nigga Double that shit fucked me up

The police snatched me up like I did something

And me and Pimp we're locked up, he'd be right there with us

My nigga steady turnt up I'm talkin' fly as fuck

Yea, In loving memory

Thank you for that life G

Real OG used to work a bitch

I'm talkin Pimp C, out I shoot a snitch

Million dollars' worth of foreign, million worth of jug

2 million dollars, takin chances, damn it I wash in blood

Told me keep you on the music, let's turn up the mood

I know you work behind the shoot, I said flex and jug

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

All my songs stories, I'm talking memories

So when I die know the whole world remember me

Realest OG I ever met, I'm talkin' OGD

I let him down, he in the ground and that shit hurtin' me

Right now I ain't in my right mind

These niggas hate to see you shine and tryna take yo shine

And I don't need a clock, nigga I'm ahead of time

Brought that Maybach to the hood and shit that be a sign

A week later he died in the same car I drove

Seen it on the news in the car man broke the phone

Wish I was on my know, he wouldn't been on no kind of road

Yea man, Pimp locked up and OG Double gone

[Hook]

[Outro:]

This shit for Biggie Smalls in loving memory

Big Pun and Easy E, in loving memory

Lift up Anna Lee, in loving memory

2Pac my favorite rapper, in loving memory

Savannah Camouflage, in loving memory

New Orleans, Soulja Slim, in loving memory

This shit for Lil Fat and Dobbie, in loving memory

Or anybody I ever lost, I hope they rest in peace