NOSTALGIA

I'll be fucked up in the crib Watching teen titans the show

Anybody wanna know I got the glue out on my hand Tryna smoke some more

I be like a samurai With the sword on my side, 360 style looks Tryna pass the vibe

Remember **** tryna overhype joyland

Never been at the place Cause I always been a bad kid

Even teachers despise me, tryna hate on my momma Callin her a bad parent, but I digress

My momma always had my back But they always wanna ask why she let me rap

About the real shit, even it caused me too have a bag have a bag have a bag uh

I'm an 04 baby, used watch invader zim Tryna start a new wave, called nostalgia rap

About to flip some samples over, make the beat blast Make the song hit finna make the genre last

The money, the power, the hour's gonna be real When you on the grind like Tony Montana

I gotta vendetta on the six Cause I'm always got the paper on check

Be real, bitch

The sword on the check got the hours flying by

I ain't gonna let you tryna fake by

I ain't no bitch, come test my try

Test, test my try

I got The sword on the check got the hours flying by

I ain't gonna let you tryna fake by

I ain't no bitch, come test my try

Test, test my try

I got The sword on the check got the hours flying by

I ain't gonna let you tryna fake by

I ain't no bitch, come test my try

Test, test my try

I got my sword on check

If a **** tryna test they life

I'm like Samurai Jack

Stamina up finna break your neck

Petty bitches always wanna hate

On the greatest in the game

I've been flippin' over Killin beats when I was just a jit

But call me 404 cause the error got me like a bitch

Nostalgia really be the shit cause I used to have dish

On the standby

Used to watch movies with my OG all the time

Rest in peace to my grandma cause

She has been the realest when my life has been hard

Like daggers stabbin' in my arm

Cause the devil tryna play my mind

Like slade and robin moments

But depression tryna get me disarmed

The pain made me like a villain

Cause I feel like I'm always in bars

Always tryna make the best

Even when the goal seems real far

No matter what

Always write your thoughts on the notes

The feeling of being trapped in your zone

Doesn't mean you're stuck, like you're froze

The pain is mutual, but you can get up

And fight like sub-zero

So always take further to your goals

Cause the trauma might take you in

Even unexpected, like a shadow

No matter what, stay on the grind

Cause life ain't gonna hold your hand like we was five years old

I got The sword on the check got the hours flying by

I ain't gonna let you tryna fake by

I ain't no bitch, come test my try

Test, test my try

I got The sword on the check got the hours flying by

I ain't gonna let you tryna fake by

I ain't no bitch, come test my try

Test, test my try