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Reminiscing (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)
Kodak Black
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Off the head, mother****er, you know what I'm saying Glee, brr, off the dome, man, I'm in, ayy 22 hours locked down, ain't shit to do a thing I remember like it was yesterday Was drinkin' out the sink I'm sittin' back plottin' I'm just sittin' back vibin' A nigga can't complain I had to use my time wisely I'm sleepin' in a dorm But they ain't send me off to college I still got money buried from that lick I hit in Raleigh I'm book-smart but the streets Gave me all my knowledge So there ain't nun' for you When you comin' out the projects So there ain't nun' for you When you comin' out the slum A mouth full of gold teeth They think a nigga dumb I got a handful of dreads Think a nigga illiterate But I know when I go to talk A nigga'll reconsider it I know you niggas just tryna benefit I ain't ****ing with you a little bit I ain't ****ing with you at all I ain't ****ing with you at all I was sellin' ****** in middle school Just meet me in the halls Right now I'm goin' in But I was just behind the wall This jail got me thinkin' I feel like everybody flawed I got too much to lose But I'll still go at a ****in' jaw I'm down for the count I'm never down for the cause I made a million dollars off shows and goin' hard I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'Cause I hate it at the bottom Try to stop thinking about it But, I'm reminiscing, yeah I'm reminiscing, yeah **** your problem It's too late to tell me sorry I pulled up in a 'Rari It don't come with no apologies I'm reminiscing, yeah I'm reminiscing, yeah I remember everythin' I done been through everythin' I remember who shitited on me Or who been in the paint Like Ray J, got a ****in' From the Bronx givin' me brain Like Ray J, I done walked Through the mother****in' rain Right now I done got too far To give a mother****er a feature I'm the freshest man in high school But I'm a mother****in' senior Lil' shawty want to kick it I told her I don't play FIFA I jumped up out the Beamer Now I'm slidin' in the regal That ****er so tight but I be tryna go deeper If she can make goulash She a mother****in' keeper Reminiscin' about my niggas Reminiscin' about my homies I'm thinkin' 'bout my niggas I'm thinkin' 'bout my whoadies I don't **** with Fooly no more But I still **** with Cody Got a booger in my nose, A Boogie on the chorus A young nigga, I jumped off the porch, run Forrest I'll lose it about that money I'll go dumb for it I'm workin' like a Mexican ****ing around and get deported I bought my mama a crib, thirty clip in my forty She said that my baby I told that bih let's go to Maury Lame niggas get extorted If it ain't foreign then it's borin' I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'Cause I hate it at the bottom Try to stop thinking about it But, I'm reminiscing, yeah I'm reminiscing, yeah **** your problem It's too late to tell me sorry I pulled up in a 'Rari It don't come with no apologies I'm reminiscing, yeah I'm reminiscing, yeah Reminiscing, yeah I'm reminiscing, yeah
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