Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reminisce, artist - Gatsby.
Date of issue: 25.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Reminisce |
Once upon a nigga from Dreamville extreme skill plenty plans holding the scheme |
still a mean pen surprised that Muthafucka got ink still he stink still forest |
fires back at the king crib a castle really cappin really naw my nigga Snappin |
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A lil numb but neva dumb shake a mattress fr |
Wake all the sleepers up a nightmare for niggas in hell is imaginary fr they |
catch you slippin get peeled |
Niggas drippin I feel im tryna swim in some dollas |
Niggas trippin fr I spent that check on my momma |
Only women gettin flewed out is Sis And my rib whoever that is |
Or rather who the future might hold for me I’m tryna find a wife keep the |
trophies and hoes please a hoe sneez I Can’t even bless her like that |
Cuz I’m already sick they’ll never find a cure das facts |
And plus my other bitch can’t even catch us talkin das wraps |
But I ain’t worried bout her either plenty sand at the beach |
I got a bitch in Santa Cruz she ride my wave every week |
I call her Sandy and it’s handy cuz she really got cheeks |
And she get it by herself pullin Shells in the Jeep I reminisce |
I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all |
we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |
I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all |
we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |
I said 1 bitch, 2 kids, 3,6,4, 13 potential fathers can’t believe these hoes |
But I ain’t God I’m just the author of these 2−6 notes |
Forever tatted in my memories I’ll never not know |
About the codes and the system sum my niggas follow |
Where Bandanas make you blood with some niggas you know |
You gotta trust that if it’s going down the next man blow |
Back to back to all attacks till the last man smoked that’s how it go though |
If you gon make a move gotta gogo |
Don’t let ya last decision be a pump fake no slow mo we slide out |
She sent me the addy we bout to ride out, I tell a bad bitch bring a friend for |
my nigga auto |
We pull up in his Hemi to meet some women in envy we ain’t even cashin out she |
in my face so friendly |
But we ain’t cum to hash it out here for a couple things only a little lovin |
keep ya heart we won’t be long here Beloved |
I reminisce |
I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all |
we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |
I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all |
we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |
I recollect some other days |
Another day to get paid |
Another 24 to show the universe that I’m more |
Than just another nigga rappin bout money pussy galore |
The world need change the 9-dime my quarters |
I flip another page in my notebook recording my mind-states |
Opinion it’s my take |
They putting up yellow tape |
Routine around the parts that I’m from Another cold brown body bullet holes |
from a gun |
It always started as a party end up killing the fun |
Niggas egos get to barking issa dog eat pup world |
Muzzle light up the corner like a candlestick do |
No time for stopping or recording cost ya life for a view |
And it’s true |
For self esteem they do the most for some likes |
Like what’s the point in pullin up if you ain’t here for the night |
I need a little more than effort to control my insides |
Back of the class flow pen got everybody surprised I reminisce |
I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all |
we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |
I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all |
we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |