Reminiscing

Hey (shit)
Spark that shh

Hey ma, how you doing? Yeah, it's been a minute (how you doin', ma?)
Every day I wake up, I'm feeling something missing (for real)
Got me all up in my head, I'm just reminiscing (I'm just thinkin')
On the front yard with my brothers, kick back, we chillin' (wad up, bro?)
Ventin' to this mic, I'm pouring out my feelings (yeah)
Ain't no turnaround, but I gotta go and get it (gotta go, gotta go)
And I swear to God, I'ma let the world hear it (they gon' hear it)
Never be the one, gotta go and get me some (run my-, get it)

Run my money up, I need them commas, gotta stack 'em up (I need that)
In a cut, hating with no paper, yo, click claim as fucked
Run in duck, them hot, 223, still a wet you up (grrah)
Gotta hit up Doggy, if he pick it up, he get a cut (wad up, Dog?)

Yeah, I sold a lot of drugs (yeah), 'cause I had to do it (I had to)
I didn't mean to up and leave, just know I had to do it (yeah)
It wasn't in my hands no more, so I just kept it moving
If I stayed, who knows what more that I'd be losing (for real)

So keep my mind on the grind, get what I deserve (get it, get it, get it)
For the family, I would crash out, just give me the word (skrr)
Do 'em broad daylight, getting where he work
And when the job done, never speak on it afterwards (shh)

Hey ma, how you doing? Yeah, it's been a minute (how you doin', ma?)
Every day I wake up, I'm feeling something missing (for real)
Got me all up in my head, I'm just reminiscing (huh?)
On the front yard with my brothers, kick back, we chillin' (wad up, bro?)
Ventin' to this mic, I'm pouring out my feelings (yeah)
Ain't no turnaround, but I gotta go and get it (gotta go)
And I swear to God, I'ma let the world hear it (I swear to God)
Never be the one, gotta go and get me some

Livin' life to the fullest, I'm putting that on the Allah (Allah)
How the fuck we lost, G, then you took Abu Zahra (how?)
I'm on tip, chasing the bigger picture we saw (I'm chasing that)
Until we meet again, I'm running this shit for y'all (fact check)

Dro turned, but he cool, he still gripping the car (wad up, Dro?)
And me, well, I'm lit, still breaking the law (fuck 'em)
Remember Mama crib (yeah), gave karrar five for the whip (why?)
Get the keys, stab out, 80k was the lick (80k, boy)

Shawty ready to slide, we headed straight to the mile (aye)
Pick it up in a pile, we turned up at Bel isle (we turn)
Fuck it, droppin' the top, whips skate out the lot
Screaming out, fuck the cops (fuck 'em), don't give a fuck if we hot (bitch)

Hey ma, how you doing? Yeah, it's been a minute (how you doin', ma?)
Every day I wake up, I'm feeling something missing (for real)
Got me all up in my head, I'm just reminiscing (huh?)
On the front yard with my brothers, kick back, we chillin' (wad up, bro?)
Ventin' to this mic, I'm pouring out my feelings (yeah)
Ain't no turnaround, but I gotta go and get it (gotta go)
And I swear to God, I'ma let the world hear it (I swear to God)
Never be the one, gotta go and get me some (get me some)

Yeah, I gotta get me some
Yeah, I gotta get me some (money, money)
I gotta get me some (money, money)
(Money, money, money)