Kodak Black、A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Reminiscing
22 hours locked down ain't **** 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 ***** 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 Raleigh
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 ***** dumb
I got a handful of dreads think a ***** illiterate
But I know when I go to talk a *****'ll reconsider it
I know you *****s just tryna benefit
I ain't f**king with you a little bit
I ain't f**king with you at all
I ain't f**king with you at all
I was selling **** in middle school just meet me in the halls
Right now I'm going 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 'll still go at a ***** jaw
I'm down for the count I'm never down for the cause
I made a million dollars off of shows and going 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
f**k ou 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 ****ted on me or who been in the paint
Like Ray J got a ***** from the Bronx giving me brain
Like Ray J I done walked through the motherf**king rain
Right now I done got too far to give a motherf**ker a feature
I'm the freshest man in high-school but I'm a motherf**king 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 ***** so tight but I be tryna go deeper
If she can make moolah she a motherf**king keeper
Reminiscing about my *****s reminiscing about my homies
I'm thinking 'bout my *****s I'm thinking 'bout my whoadies
I don't f**k with Fooly no more but I still f**k with Cody
Got a booger in my nose A Boogie on the chorus
A young ***** 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 f**k 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 *****s 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
f**k yo 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