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Reminisce
by P-Money
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Worn out of racks, growin up fast
Dreamin of Jack, late nights on the ave
Bumpin Outkast, let’s take em back to the past
Let’s take em back to the past
As a fetus I had the genes of a genius
One of a kind, hand stitched like Nemetes
No leaders, pleading that God need us
Existent was non-existent, the Lord dreamed it
In the belly of it all, I just wanted to play ball
Blow like napalm, every nigga around had the vision of Ray Charles
My best friend was best friends with er and all
Getting ready for school, watching Cartoon Network
Mama said turn the TV off and get dressed first
Navy blue uniform, pants and dress shirt
6th grade, plotting how to triple my net worth
Life’s a bitch but they never did warn us
Early mornings, going to class, see my friends on the corners
Moralists, gold chains for ornaments
Watch niggas go from part 1 to the choralists
If you’ve seen what I’ve seen you’d know how I feel
And then you’d kiss the world, we lightin on the mill
Past old reminisce, going on top
Feet to the ground, your head to the sky
[Chorus]
If I had a dollar and a dream in the winds I’ll fly away
Me against the world, only when the life came by today
Sometimes all day I’ve been forgot, getting away
I close my eyes and see myself so far away
Now they’re feeling the destiny’s in my ball court
In there playing with my team and we all for it
Rookie of the year, dominant sophomore
I’m just tryna improve myself, evolve more
Come into contact with women of all sorts
When it come to greatness I never fall short
Picture me flying down with you in a Panamera,
That’s a Panameric, counting bread like dinero
If I could, I wouldn’t sleep on my mama coach
Lake Falls, get a crib as big as Obama house
Quick to find a route, every girl tonight dialing out
Black car, no limit to my amount, yo
Wise beyond years, like I read poems
Life changed but my mom made me do songs
Never was ashamed, couldn’t tell me I never will be ‘cause I’m still me
If you’ve seen what I’ve seen you’d know how I feel
And then you’d kiss the world, we lightin on the mill
Past old reminisce, going on top
Feet to the ground, your head to the sky
[Chorus]
Worn out of racks, growin up fast
Dreamin of Jack, late nights on the ave
Bumpin Outkast, let’s take em back to the past
Let’s take em back to the past
As a fetus I had the genes of a genius
One of a kind, hand stitched like Nemetes
No leaders, pleading that God need us
Existent was non-existent, the Lord dreamed it
In the belly of it all, I just wanted to play ball
Blow like napalm, every nigga around had the vision of Ray Charles
My best friend was best friends with er and all
Getting ready for school, watching Cartoon Network
Mama said turn the TV off and get dressed first
Navy blue uniform, pants and dress shirt
6th grade, plotting how to triple my net worth
Life’s a bitch but they never did warn us
Early mornings, going to class, see my friends on the corners
Moralists, gold chains for ornaments
Watch niggas go from part 1 to the choralists
If you’ve seen what I’ve seen you’d know how I feel
And then you’d kiss the world, we lightin on the mill
Past old reminisce, going on top
Feet to the ground, your head to the sky
[Chorus]
If I had a dollar and a dream in the winds I’ll fly away
Me against the world, only when the life came by today
Sometimes all day I’ve been forgot, getting away
I close my eyes and see myself so far away
Now they’re feeling the destiny’s in my ball court
In there playing with my team and we all for it
Rookie of the year, dominant sophomore
I’m just tryna improve myself, evolve more
Come into contact with women of all sorts
When it come to greatness I never fall short
Picture me flying down with you in a Panamera,
That’s a Panameric, counting bread like dinero
If I could, I wouldn’t sleep on my mama coach
Lake Falls, get a crib as big as Obama house
Quick to find a route, every girl tonight dialing out
Black car, no limit to my amount, yo
Wise beyond years, like I read poems
Life changed but my mom made me do songs
Never was ashamed, couldn’t tell me I never will be ‘cause I’m still me
If you’ve seen what I’ve seen you’d know how I feel
And then you’d kiss the world, we lightin on the mill
Past old reminisce, going on top
Feet to the ground, your head to the sky
[Chorus]
