Nostalgia
I step in amazing
Your souls for the taking
I fix a bitch they call me fixer mixer
On the mix I spit her
I get up on her then I flip her
A bitch ain't nothing but some tits and some lips
With some Burberry hips
That'll make you kiss or just wish you died
Your brain all fried
And your eyes can't see cause you cried
Cried cried you're crying
Slowly dying
Conditioned after torture
Too much fighting now you're trying
Try to become a new man
Mama I'm trying
But now my soul is dead
Cemetery land buying
Get away from things
That just bring nothing good
Greed, weed, rats, lies, fleas
Bitches and their pipe dreams
She call me Nivea
The way I make her cream
I put some dots in between
Now my gang is what you seeing
CREAM
Nostalgia
I get the feeling like it's asthma
I can't breath when you're away from me
My Cleopatra
I met a dime her past is bad but she's trying
Addiction
Hip friction
Pussy pushing for the quick living
Met her at 10
In the AM not the PM
In Nevada staying at the MGM
See the bitches preeing
Fuck the horse and carriage marriage
Need a lifer
I pipe her
She wet so I wipe
Wind shield wiper
I fuck her she a fan
What we say 079ER
Bitches like and bitches comment
A subscriber
She pay me with her body
But a bride but a briber
She feel it in her stomach
Every fucking muscle fibre
If she falls in love she'll want a kid
A divider
A diaper
A highchair
No money shit is funny
Cause she spend so much
Her new man turn to a lighter
That green
That shit that make you wanna fiend
Life is a dream or so it seems
Life is a dream or so it seems like
Or so it seems like
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Compare the rich to the richer
Bitch to a bigger bitch
Can't seem to understand
The fucking sitch or the bigger sitch
School runs and in your lungs you feel a stitch
pitch ain't the same after kush
Okeing spliffs
Breathe it in and breathe it out
A drought in your account
You work but the profit surmount to nought
Doubt
You know the problem
But the feeling is too good to leave
Trees
Leaves
Fiends stay in your dreams like
Please
God please
Please make it leave
Please
Like God please please
It's a disease on my knees
God please just seize all the drugs please
Make it leave please
I took a long long trip
Stay away from my ways
I abstain from the bigger pain
Create a lane
And in my king size bed I lay awake
I can't escape
So instead I bun a spliff
In my head god said he said
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Your souls for the taking
I fix a bitch they call me fixer mixer
On the mix I spit her
I get up on her then I flip her
A bitch ain't nothing but some tits and some lips
With some Burberry hips
That'll make you kiss or just wish you died
Your brain all fried
And your eyes can't see cause you cried
Cried cried you're crying
Slowly dying
Conditioned after torture
Too much fighting now you're trying
Try to become a new man
Mama I'm trying
But now my soul is dead
Cemetery land buying
Get away from things
That just bring nothing good
Greed, weed, rats, lies, fleas
Bitches and their pipe dreams
She call me Nivea
The way I make her cream
I put some dots in between
Now my gang is what you seeing
CREAM
Nostalgia
I get the feeling like it's asthma
I can't breath when you're away from me
My Cleopatra
I met a dime her past is bad but she's trying
Addiction
Hip friction
Pussy pushing for the quick living
Met her at 10
In the AM not the PM
In Nevada staying at the MGM
See the bitches preeing
Fuck the horse and carriage marriage
Need a lifer
I pipe her
She wet so I wipe
Wind shield wiper
I fuck her she a fan
What we say 079ER
Bitches like and bitches comment
A subscriber
She pay me with her body
But a bride but a briber
She feel it in her stomach
Every fucking muscle fibre
If she falls in love she'll want a kid
A divider
A diaper
A highchair
No money shit is funny
Cause she spend so much
Her new man turn to a lighter
That green
That shit that make you wanna fiend
Life is a dream or so it seems
Life is a dream or so it seems like
Or so it seems like
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Compare the rich to the richer
Bitch to a bigger bitch
Can't seem to understand
The fucking sitch or the bigger sitch
School runs and in your lungs you feel a stitch
pitch ain't the same after kush
Okeing spliffs
Breathe it in and breathe it out
A drought in your account
You work but the profit surmount to nought
Doubt
You know the problem
But the feeling is too good to leave
Trees
Leaves
Fiends stay in your dreams like
Please
God please
Please make it leave
Please
Like God please please
It's a disease on my knees
God please just seize all the drugs please
Make it leave please
I took a long long trip
Stay away from my ways
I abstain from the bigger pain
Create a lane
And in my king size bed I lay awake
I can't escape
So instead I bun a spliff
In my head god said he said
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
Things just ain't the same anymore
For me no
For me no
For me no
Credits
Writer(s): Manraj Grewal
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