Reminiscing

Off the head, shit, you know what I'm saying

Brr, off the dome man, I'm in

22 hours locked down, ain't shit to do a thing

I remember like it was yesterday, was drinking out the sink

I'm sitting back plotting, I'm just sitting back vibing

A nigga can't complain, I had to use my time wisely

I'm sleeping in a dorm, but they ain't send me off to college

I still got money buried from that lick I hit in Riley

I'm book-smart but the streets gave me all my knowledge

So there ain't nun' for you when you coming out the projects

So there ain't nun' for you when you coming 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 are trying to benefit

I ain't fucking with you a little bit

I ain't fucking with you at all

I ain't fucking with you at all

I was sellin' weed 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 thinking, I feel like everybody flawed

I got too much to lose, but I'll still go at a nigga jaw

I'm down for the count, I'm never down for the cause

I made a million dollars off of 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

Fuck 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 everything, I done been through everything

I remember who shitted on me, or who been in the paint

Like Ray-J, got a bitch from the Bronx giving em brain

Like Ray-J I done walked through the motherfucking rain

Right now I done got too far to give a motherfucking feature

I'm the freshest man in high-school, but I'm a motherfucking senior

Lil shawty want to kick it, I told her I don't play FIFA

I jumped up out the Beamer, now I'm sliding in the regal

That pussy so tight but I be trying to go deeper

If she can make moolah she a motherfucking keeper

Reminisce about my niggas, reminisce about my homies

I'm thinking 'bout my niggas, I'm thinking 'bout my whoadies

I don't fuck with Fooly no more but I still fuck 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 working like a Mexican, fuck around and get deported

I bought me 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 boring

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

Fuck 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